Acusar al Presidente

Hackensack, August 2020

yes 10:13 in hackensack and i am wondering
why on earth is my skin so skinny

when all the prayers say i should be greasy
my benedictions

should be known widely
how many people are even in this bolted down town

anyway if i stop with all the bolas de acero
cerveza and el gran

poeta contemporáneo maybe i’ll dry up
maybe i’ll go on that boat trip

i promised my family anyway
here’s to the good colonel

working the corner
for the wrong boxer

why fight at all the dog
lucy her coffee bean

rising in the midday sun
takes a dive into the green grass

was it right acusar al presidente
was it weather crashing down on my head

like a thug’s framing hammer
don’t even got a wallet

there’s certainly no cash
i’ll cancel all the cards

before you spend a dime
i’ve been discourteous look

up at the flying cars stare and steal
a handful of photos

of this first great fear two men
with blond pony tails

look at that lot
i should cast them out

of hell for being so official
so beautiful so dour

on this urine soaked street
i stole that photo of the dog

by the balls my dog with the coffee
bean tried to attack the man

fat man slicking himself with sesame oil
this mobile phone suggests a yellow face crying

of laughter
after with my thumbs

i type urine and sweat 🤣 that one
squeezes through the wire like a stranger

to me anyways
chopping grass the old fashioned way

the calendar says hello
with both hands it is august 1

a lens cap in my pocket
a black coin from not so long ago

i looked up mike kanemitsu now
i’m sweating 🤣 memory

passive dogs attack
the passive voice

yes 10:13 in hackensack
and i am wondering

Hackensack Rally to Stop Police Brutality and Racist Violence #blacklivesmatter

All photos copyright Joe Gerace, 2020 (please email for usage permission)


Hundreds gathered on a sweltering June afternoon in Hackensack, NJ, to call for an end to police brutality against people of color in the wake of the murders of George Floyd, Breonna Taylor, and countless others.

Organizers provided a platform for members of the crowd to step up to the microphone and share their thoughts. Many of those who spoke stressed the need for swift and definitive change to race relations in America, and the importance of community, solidarity, and voting — in local, state, and federal elections.

The peaceful rally convened from noon to 1 p.m. on Ward and State streets in Downtown Hackensack before protesters marched south toward the Bergen County Courthouse.

Uniformed Hackensack police officers blocked traffic to allow protesters to rally and march freely.

The death of Floyd sparked rallies and protests across the country and a handful of protests occurred in New Jersey over the past several days.

Hackensack

Giant Farmers Market, Hackensack, NJ, Large indoor farmers market. You can buy anything from fruits and vegetables to fresh cut meats and seafood. Come early to avoid the crowds.
Farmers Market, 2019

After Ron Padgett’s Amsterdam

The sky has been paved over
by no boats in the Hackensack.
In the gutters of River Road
watery asphalt crumbles
because it is New Jersey and
very unwell. Even the street
light thinks filth, with
the sadness of her body
her electric mind every minute
and Ken Zisa inside
the house watching his Yankees
inning after inning. Outside
the window, a man says something
and a girl laughs, “No, Milagros,
eso no es un gusano real.”
Everything fizzles.

For Sale by Owner

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The toddler’s chainsaw of false cedartop:
Faces, forecast in papercut: Illiberal relief.

Pay Half Your Life, Rounded Up

Wikipedia Poem, No. 712

one part gas mask
two parts treeshrew skull
one half ounce intoxicated trounce 
one buxom bouncecastle 
        some amount of tree 
half never retrieve the cumulus of nectar
first you crawl 
then you pay

 

Cyclops Lives by Herding Animals

Wikipedia Poem, No. 660

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in ages of strategy 
find form of war  
         
                yellow highlight 
            the location i see before me
         six disloyal but touching memes 
     earn unseen-careful paroxysm of stormy sea-monster
made of myth ether and yoke upon yore upon 
fathom a revolutionary stratus 
the mythical canon can 
must mean grow

 

David Remnick

DR

Referential in a way John Ashbery could never be —
I’ve yet to read John Ashbery.

I’m at the ironbark dreaming,
Except I’m not; I’m ironstone.

The world will not let me
Say what I mean; or I

Come across
Weak, watered down

And cheap. I’m afraid to pay
For what I deserve; “Alright.

Honey, have a safe trip.
Yep, OK. Alright, the plan is airtight.”

Teaching Literature in a Discredited Civilization

Wikipedia Poem, No. 496

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houses on this dial paired  
with one who dials out 
and his block with many people on it 
         
one who moves verges on this pair  
one who dials out 
a broad bruised hand 
 
sitting on condescending they 
are many 
houses on a 5D model 
 
apartment dwellers wrong laugh condescending
cry to the condescending cry
to the moon instead of death and 5D avenues 
   
with many houses on a 5D model 
apartment dwellers 
in pairs 
 
one who dials out and is weaker for it
a wrestler wrestlers stolen long neck 
some on this block with many 5D vacancies
 
modeled after men crying under floorboards 
one who dials out 
pairs with many alcoholic halfway homes
 
just two letters 
condescending to 
          gutlight catholics 
5D model apartment dwellers with many missing hearts

Wikipedia Poem, No. 353

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“It didn’t matter to honor the dead / What he said. / It doesn’t matter. / The meaning has no meaning. / Such adorable rhetoric. / So soothing to the palate and the public.” Frederick Seidel

 

begins the news
tossing

a protected son of
silver tightly packed aluminum dancing self-doubt
of nations and distretched before

you were
you were
you were

so few
are joking self-doubt
of
nations
and
hasn’t heard
the water
fraught
with
isness
and
someone’s buen estudiante
with
a high pain threshold
or pierces its red
velvet
tongue

like
an eel
wretched
before

you were
you were

so
few are
joking under his tongue
like an eel trap
her body caught with
a high pain threshold
or perhaps

the sliver
of
choice you
were

you were
you
were

now so few
are
joking self-doubt
of
nations

Wikipedia Poem, No. 165

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“Somehow I always do manage but / You found them for me, what / I love, lakes and paintings.” John Ashbery

 

        walls
windows  
         keeping her insulating placed 
with grains
          poly-appropriate barbed wire 
placed by using 
    her crushes 
down 
    to their capabilities 
         can be 
tended tendered 

          the 
        bee placed 
     skylightly
   insulating 
       strength 
of sand 
      courses above 60 cm 

make problematic
matter mass burlap mild climate 
change spirit 
gum 
costly condiments then
      types of clay barbed wire with a corbel 
organic matter skin 
the home's 
  exterior such 
        as 
clay-containing policy
of spirit