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Wikipedia Poem, No. 378

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“that we be returned to the faceless / attention, / the waiting and waiting for the telling sound. / Am I alone here?” from Jorie Graham’s “The Phase After History”

that last walk i
pissed a sigh
and she tickled thought

breath needs
but one last walk
piss my tail

beats twice bedsheet
breath in the dither
the third time i’m surprised

her white lashes flutter nothing lasts
walk across high-pitched europe
in heels white europe pissed away that walk

i pissed sigh
she has ticked away
from me and could be coulding

contact her into her
tail beats twice such a way
a high-pitched passport

talking gently a staccato thought out
a thought that she is boring
and better lost her breath or selfishness

Wikipedia Poem, No. 324

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“I am what I think I am. You are what / I think you are. The world is the / one thing, that will not move. It is / made of stone, round, and very ugly.” Amiri Baraka

 

detonate the alternative
off with the same
time that must be drunk

one who prays to kant
introduced into creation
knowledge must be drunk

one who wishes to be regarded as the basis
for time will that one’s commandment thirsts
one must be drunk

one who wishes to people like kant who are
merely a concept lived in the theoretical
the imperatives of any proposition must be drunk

one becomes a popular moral philosopher
and milks imperatives for their fresh universal law
kant’s expressed excrement must be drunk

one believes for those imagined
they may be obeyed
in the theoretical drinking

out with the imperatives
a universal law kant
introduces in the demon drink

god of the heathen unclean
spirit divine principle or inward
oracle drinking 0f

Wikipedia Poem, No. 276

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“To bathe in the Waters of Life, to wash off the Not Human, / I come in Self-annihilation & the grandeur of Inspiration! / … To cast off Bacon, Locke & Newton from Albion’s covering, / To take off his filthy garments, & clothe him with Imagination!” Blake

 

turning the things mere the the the are
surely surely the when troubles a a is reel the that were and slouches

and falcon fall anarchy blood-ceremony best full
some the second a my shape gaze moving shadows darkness twenty vexed what towards

turning cannot apart is dimmed of lack of
revelation second coming vast sight with blank its of drops centuries to rough bethlehem

in hear the loosed tide innocence all passionate
is coming hardly image somewhere lion and slow the again of nightmare beast to

the the centre upon is is conviction intensity
at is are out in body pitiless thighs indignant but stony by its be

widening falconer cannot the loosed drowned while
hand at those of sands and as while desert now sleep an hour born

gyre hold world and the
hand words spiritus of the the all birds I rocking come

everywhere worst
out mundi the head sun about know cradle round

desert of it at

a last

man

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