Hizb al-Kanaba (Neoliberaling on el-Sisi’s Slacks)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 679

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can subscribe to the cause of death before
their relative’s body could be caricature
in

modern egypt it is closer to reportage
i have personally seen the medical files
of

polished brass shaimaa el-sabbagh
hizb al-kanaba “in many other contexts
this would

be caricature in modern egypt it is
closer to reportage i have personally
seen the

cause of death before their relative’s body
could be caricature in modern egypt
it is

closer to reportage i have personally
seen the anti-capitalist can subscribe to
the cause of

death before their relative’s body could be
caricature in modern egypt it is
closer to

reportage i have personally seen the
anti-capitalist can subscribe to the
anti-capitalist can

subscribe to the medical files of protesters
killed by live ammunition and looked on
as family

members were told they must accept a
certificate giving ‘cardiac arrest’ as the
cause of death

before their relative’s body could be
caricature in modern egypt it is
closer to reportage

i have personally seen the cause of
death before their relative’s body could be
caricature

in modern egypt it is closer to
reportage i have personally seen the
medical files of

polished brass shaimaa el-sabbagh
hizb al-kanaba “in many other contexts
this would

be caricature in modern egypt it is
closer to reportage i have personally
seen the

anti-capitalist can subscribe to the medical
files of polished brass shaimaa
el-sabbagh hizb

al-kanaba “in many other contexts this
would be caricature in modern egypt
it is

closer to reportage i have personally
seen the cause of death before their
relative’s body

could be caricature in modern egypt
it is closer to reportage i have
personally seen

the medical files of polished brass
shaimaa el-sabbagh hizb al-kanaba “in
many other

contexts this would be caricature in
modern egypt it is closer to reportage
i have

personally seen the cause of death before
their relative’s body could be caricature
in

modern egypt it is closer to reportage
i have personally seen the medical files
of

protesters killed by live ammunition and
insidious trick that the anti-capitalist can
subscribe

to the medical files of protesters killed by
live ammunition and insidious trick that
the

medical files of polished brass shaimaa
el-sabbagh hizb al-kanaba “in many other
contexts

this would be caricature
in modern egypt it is closer to
reportage

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Sources: 

Shenker, Jack. “The bullet mistakenly came out of the gun.” Rev. of The Queue, by Basma Abdel Aziz, translated by Elisabeth Jaquette. London Review of Books 39.23 (2017): 17-20. 8 Dec. 2017 <https://www.lrb.co.uk/v39/n23/jack-shenker/the-bullet-mistakenly-came-out-of-the-gun>.

Bakry, Adham. Hisb El-Kanaba. Digital image. This Is Not Graffiti. N.p., 4 Feb. 2011. Web. 8 Dec. 2017. <http://thisisnotgraffiti-cairo.blogspot.com/2011/11/hisb-el-kanaba-couch-party.html>.

 

Opposition Art for d.a. levy

Wikipedia Poem, No. 678

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“Still, / like a Capistrano swallow, you come back.” DA Powell

leave-in alleviate dough raise       up up up 
refresh enjoy relieve mitigate ferment        up up up &up

as      one destroys & macabre      
name       
direct cause causing 
replace rise
that he battles leviticus or 
leviathan in harmony 
with           
forward progress    upon a draft
a few days back
hold back a strong leavening agent     or add
force the great german soprano entomb-up       
ferment name directors refresh stone sibara virginica as my home 
do not 
envisage my home opposite of le great germane 
i          perch the       mona lisa soak surround         
vascular witch scorch the horn carolyn pickles screams        of history 
he also rejects with bray themes the controversy 
forward progress 
a few days enjoy which fear      
base around       &up
that he contains the louvre          
the immutable     of the community 
of the diaphragm

Personal Poem About My Sterility and How All I Wanted Was To Be The Good Father I Never Had

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“I try / not to think about the animal / rearranged in unnatural configuration / its head visible in profile / one eye / refracting the last light it glimpsed” Lena Khalaf Tuffaha

Each trustworthy cone proves the main, charged image is true: The girls in suspension  iridesce. They paint drivers license numbers with wrists onto the side of the most beautiful American battleships. 102 347 0603, for example. They hang like high-rise window washers. Here’s the kicker: I’m still the news. Suggestive might have been black bears crawling up from the damp earth to maul the president. Or one of those twenty-seven thousand ton dreadnoughts pinched flat between two fingers. Or an erotic tax, now that’s highly suggestive. Girls painting through all that maraschino cherry string, that’s modernist, for sure, but it’s also known as good practice. And far from suggestive. That’s just the ax we’re living in.

From there in the bay they, the beetle-like girls blueberry-brushing battleships, do something eminently televisable for its arable non-controversy: They paint what all the world in its lust for voyeurism desires. Each trustworthy cove of medium provides a darker, salty, more complex shadow. O, I am prepared to write in light about those earnest girls with suggestive might. The wire will pick up the news with watery glee. Easy clicks. Phone it in from Atlanta. Experience our mother living out there in the godless ruin of celiac disease. Strung up, afraid of girls painting their oblique dominion. Have a beer, America. Or better yet, apologize. Who reads what’s poetry for essays anyway, O, pungent painting girls?

Heavy Petting (Heavy Drinking)

Wikipedia Poem, No. 676

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“Define loneliness? / Yes. / It’s what we can’t do for each other.” Claudia Rankine

please show me anywhere
machines are pouring
out over plato’s erosion
reiterating: read this
dead dubious pink ruin
my television show

oh, pungent amphitheater!
what is poetry for? oh
pungent amphitheater
poetry for what? oh, pungent
amphitheater what a question
machines pound the ground

through string
you never notice
how all this reads across
the dubious
pink landscape
ruined by television

reiterating: read this
with my dearest erosion
show this pungent amphitheater
what poetry is for, oh
pungent amphitheater
poetry is for christmas

Cortinarius Claricolor

Wikipedia Poem, No. 675

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title plato
reading erosion
title coiled vibrating string
boy reading how did he hide
so michael keaton in birdman of you
each i’m the wrong person to ask
i don’t actually know the man
i’ve heard his name mentioned in passing
you’d have to know the particulars experience
every idle plot mostly cell phones ever idly plot
circles go on shenanigans hide the title michael
keaton reading nevermore idea all clear
on set the next outlay of black string
round round round then overtop
plato erosion title reading never
notice the hockey puck
what hockey puck?

A Historic Tax Heist

Wikipedia Poem, No. 673

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polluting work as a true-jurist staining dark-blue
originally in reference to a snowy stickler 
foreign or true white with a fine pruina
who researches without any commonwealth 

someone who researches pure simple strigose hair
opposed to applying by an academic odor and taste
no distinctive legal-skin of america and pure simple law      such 
a person can walk confidently as a purist down somehow convex

i am expressing disbelief originally a barrister stinks 
to freefrom foreign jazz pure simple   jazz such attic greek 
clear and studious is this the right part of speech     dear dark-
skinned reader    for someone who researches homogeneous matter 

that foreign stickler  in theory is unmodified by style 
or homogeneous matter a just stickler for inappropriate elements               
by the marginate gills for a pure simple theory of law      such a 
pure science without       discordant contaminants

is someone a suspicious admixture or pure bred 
by an academic legal writer whereas in simple poisons 
such a person cannot work     nor walk    as a legal scholar         
substance- or theory-free from pure science without   discord

the polluting or poisonous spore
makes something radical impure

Whiteacre with God of Love

Wikipedia Poem, No. 671

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the is
that makes
art but
the gone that
twines dimension as has the
gold-treated cheap
not by its job to lead us too
but so easily apparent any old
color—as too easily
apparent—and such a color but this
will not
be so
easy color
but the
way he became
a man to wait

there came a man wait

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