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| untitle: No. 2 of
the Programme Soft Razionale Swallow the pencils robber of robbers the secret catholic, tin fields no longer American fruit --analyzable discord that is retarded in its perfection It is the same in labor in leisure the longing for mortality I'm not a woman artist I am a woman Disc Jack I will build you bone for bone as I was made grain for grain Detour-- shade lawn, questions of production, dissemination, labor So little of that matters now For this is the sticky ash I've employed, the contract I've drawn up against all reason The beatings and prostitution continue Who are the proletarians (old joke), just another idiotic group more difficult now to jigsaw visible But are existing, barely, amongst us Not language in the way we once examined, but more like misconstrued dialogue Equal part missing Unequal pie But most intensely in the free-time of course Not gifted Not weighted down with stormy diatribe Nor will I No, is no longer an offense Screen actress Again I hesitate Blue gutter of distrust, the way it went the way it was the garbage man's cigarette Viper the streets They look too flashy to be serious or committed Vacuity star the eccentricities What aesthetic has he got I don't understand it Transcontinental discord In that film, more than any other -- I. H.'s finest tho not exceeding expectations Dezember der vogel, sick palace, express Not expressing: the neat choice My incipience frugal choice no longer American fruit Neue horizonte Grammarian overachiever, she saunters the street in negligent repose Realizing once and for all we dislike French cinema O compound slick treatise falsifying Discuss the models' exhibit Solfeggio Carriage house these times end times Marker Verstehe he joint cusser the event of diminished loyalty to concern, action and-- Cougar palm guardrail seise The big parts of Van der Rohe's climate sweep nation and beyond Big thing with modernism and then past that backward to future, advance advance, pure come-on for the sake of dates 1929 Barcelona World's Fair Points of privilege debate involvement or motivations for hear another route make that twenty-one Prima facie, I think you've got one, reference genealogy-- only admit that we couldn't have beaten our fists long enough to stitch that Assignment: serve, deckhand, etcetera The wife's bedroom The upper terrace The library Well, someone / has to build it Discharge fantasy made-value, sure regular systemisation of principles valorization thought particle Increased knowledge at once sacred and profane Still remaining for me Measure your corpus by square feet, tier planning - Mouth of evil - shattered splint, permitting some violent corner preexisting mare Days gone by the wayside Layer the contact sheet Preeminent visitors arrive to shelve the O so longed-- Who qualified Them For no training could season No preparations could senior This first, a calling and later duty Creditors shrouded in the dressings of royalty Standardised and routinised marks, grants, balloons Couture cheapening Meaning: old hack Airplane ragged pink collars and their mate In the off times and the down General das Gute Faulty prostheses found discarded sect To be elitist I can understand but to be deliberately esoteric Competition fiercest The bones continue to line the kerb On some other journey seems senseless To never be local, simulate You have no establishment you are only under it and look forward to a world This coterie, a secret society Rationalising mistake, goof harbinger S. in Coup de Grace sloppy sentiment, and the sleeping car conductor later, an upstart Disinterest yourself bezahlen zer- Transaction, exchange, firepower From a rearing of contamination, a coming to believe the needs matter only Further that: to eschew all want --antiseptic fosse You and your logic do not take up the stick A design, an end Do not take up the walk for its message only A detriment, a fluid representation some natural force arranging if a trust in such persists Soluble rein Becoming a pro Repro, steady social relations in ready stasis You were saying Watch me play Pac-Man now I said What's wrong with you What happened at the laundromat You know what happened The little girl was getting beat by her father --change, counter, schleck; being accurate recount Mawksie again, you exclaim in blue ink, in red ink poem for the death of which threw me past a point of degeneration Magic, our ulterior dissonance Street alchemy, a misread --a la miroir packaging ships The whole east of jist like a beer-drenched rag, like a boxer's mitt snaked in oil thrown to the dog's paw, the whole raucous bounty of it refuged in the burnt-out garage This day Senator, on T-V Later, reading Workers World fifty cents Don't curious yourself too much Refer links Criticizing some mode not longer in play, exhaust The writing there unspecific and crushing Cause up Smart New things: the perfect moment fading with it, the purple sun All that black rum in the drain Sutured corpuscle esp. the brain a nerd with curly hair Above all quicker and getter Imprisonment continues my tiny life in the states continues, but a lolling pacification Documentary states Watching The Third Man night after night You in silk, I in a mackintosh Pop music, sweat and aftershave |
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| jon leon's poems
have recently appeared in Order & Decorum, Backwards City
Review, Dirt, Word for/ Word, and Kulture Vulture. He is the author of
_Boxd Transistor_ forthcoming from Whole Coconut, and editor of Wherever
We Put Our Hats. |
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