cease

when you cease being a word you are just a singular
experience of a dancing shadow not being welcome
anywhere limping along a cyclone fence spitting
out the rest of your breath through the holes into the absence
of grass while dictionaries revolutionaries confectionery
haberdashery fall on you from the sky bounce off your head
or wrap around it ambush you behind the doors
you are not able to open whisper obscenities into your ears
and the universe is roaring in every public restroom
if you care to pay attention and in every muzak song
that roar becomes your prodigal self

{from the comments on behind}

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17 thoughts on “cease

  1. revolutionary dictionaries scratched out all the vowels
    and replaced them with the new words designed by committee debris bought in my the cyclone
    a Dadaist sculpture in the new capital
    an attempt to be profound lost in meaning
    lost behind a fence that rose from the ground
    like monster teeth

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    • THE GUY WHO PUT UP THAT FENCE
      HE WAS A HISTORY MAN
      IN THE RACKET WORLD
      WHITE PEOPLE FROM UPNORTH
      ENJOYED WALKING AROUND IT
      “HIKES OF CORRESPONDENCE”
      MY RELATIVES THOUGHT OF IT
      AS A MORALITY-PLAY
      PLEASURE USED OTHERWISE
      NOT COMMON PLEASURE
      BUT PLEASURE USED OTHERWISE
      AUTHENTIC ESSENCES RELEASED
      GOD ASSIGNING ROLES

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      • God assigned roles based on a role of the dice – darts thrown at a board in the dark
        literal fences and metaphorical ones – barbed wire and electric – constrain the freedom of cows
        – o man of words, six sentences from the end –
        walking around houses of ghost
        – you can’t touch the wallpaper in the Curie house it glows in the dark and the light
        a half life of years we won’t see
        – swept in from the East, across the mountains – passed bodies in the ravines, broken spines, a trail of words lead the way

        thumbing a souvenir to remember where you bought it, exact place and time

        (at school I had an imaginary band called Teenage Boner)

        – a comedian who only makes himself laugh is just a person talking to themselves

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        • Ghosts have always enraged the living
          by their manner of sleeping, for example:
          not a snore, not a cry of terror,
          bombastic and lazy in the extreme,
          legs in Alabama, head on Hokkaido,
          sleepwalking out of the question too,
          indifferent whether you find them boring or not,
          careless about their own rotten thumbs,
          they ruminate our words, bullets and darts
          just like the liberated cows.

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          • YOUR COW LIBERATION DAY CARD ARRIVED
            DONE IN PARABLES
            CRAYON COLORS ASSOCIATED WITH ANXIETY
            I’VE GIVEN THOSE AWAY
            OUTLINED IMAGES DEMANDING FOCUSED ATTENTION
            TOSSED THOSE IN THE BIN
            —————————————
            —————————————
            A THICK HANDLEBAR MUSTACHE
            BEASTLY AT BEST
            THE DISPLAY OF PREEXISTENT MATTER
            CONSIGNED TO THE HUMILIATIONS
            OF THE DIVINE

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          • ME THINKS THAT GHOSTS ARE SHADOWS
            THAT SLEEP AT NIGHT
            ROTTEN THUMBS FROM BAD SEED
            RELATIVES SPEAK IN THE FUTURE TENSE
            WHILE EXISTING IN THE PAST TENSE
            THOSE DIRTY ROTTEN THUMBS
            ARTICULATED PARTS OF THE HANDS
            THEY RUMINATE OUR MANHOOD
            WITH IDEAS AND FRICTION
            THEY PUSH US ON STAGE
            NOT AS LOVERS
            BUT AS CRIMINALS

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            • whatever kind of crime it is possible to commit
              while being on stage the ghosts
              are always ready to drop the curtain so i
              a travesty of an animal can be lost in the air again

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                • they say that considering the supposed superficiality of the apostles
                  the tabor light must have been perfumed during the event
                  but i wouldn’t recommend anybody superficial or not
                  contemplating the undiluted one

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                  • (WARNED MANY TIMES NOT TO THINK ABOUT THE TABOR LIGHT)
                    ———————————————————————————————–
                    IT IS DIFFICULT FOR ME UNDERNEATH MY BEARD
                    NEVER REALLY A SINGER OF RELIGION
                    A JESUS PRAYER FULL-TIME
                    AND YET, I AM THE FIRST
                    TO PULL OUT A WORD
                    TO PRAISE
                    LORD

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    • ME THINKS “NOTHING THAT IS NOT GOD’S”
      MONSTER TEETH AROUND A GRAVE
      ANY ATTEMPT TO BE PROFOUND
      NEVER CEASES TO DISAPPOINT
      INACCESSIBLE SEX OBJECTS
      STANDING ON DICTIONARIES
      JUST TO LINE UP THE UGLIES

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  2. THERE WERE NO DICE OR DARTS IN THE PENAL COLONY
    EVEN OUR LUNGS AND INTESTINES HAD WIRE FENCE
    OFTEN AFTER A LATE NIGHT RAIN
    ONE WOULD COUGH-UP
    WHAT LOOKED LIKE
    A BABY BAT
    POOP
    WAS A WHOLE DIFFERENT STORY
    NASCAR SOUP WITH A RAINBOW SLICK
    SUPREME PUNISHMENT APPARATUS FLAP

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    • ONE MUST OBEY THE HABITUAL ORDER OF THINGS
      OUTSIDE AN ESTABLISHED ORDER
      LOVE POEMS TO YOUR SISTER
      DELINQUENT PARENTS
      MOTHER PROSTITUTION
      A CURIOUS MIXTURE OF LYRICAL BEAUTY
      AND SORDID SUBJECT-MATTER
      AS THE RENT MONEY WAS BEING MADE
      THE LOOT OF SACRILEGE
      THE SOUNDS OF MEN
      WITH HAIR ON THEIR BACKS
      AS THEY REAMED YOUR BIRTH CANAL

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  3. SOLO, NOT PART OF THE CROWD
    STARTING WITH AWAKENING
    ENDING WITH A RETURN TO SLEEP
    OUTSIDE THE WINDOWS
    THE MURMUR OF THE MASS
    —————————————–
    SOLITARY READERS
    CONFRONTED WITH THE WORLD OF OTHERS
    INCANTATION—ESSENTIAL ELEMENTS
    CHARACTER AND MOTIVATION
    PLACED UNDER A ROCK
    THE DEVALUATION OF LANGUAGE
    NOT A SINGLE SPEAK ALL DAY
    ——————-
    ——————-
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    CEASE
    ——————-
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    ——————-

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