At/HERE


New Year’s resolution –
stop talking to yourself.
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I have no promises to keep.

So it seems, good sense only goes so far as genius allows. As one grows increasingly informed, the desire becomes to lose commonality and the sensibility which accompanies it. What good is a sense if it is only used for good? Give me a sense which brings a sensation – hand on stove, fall from heights. Excitement in known harm but unknown consequences doled out by nature.
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What I wanted was not really to be alone but to be head over heels over someone. Someplace for emotions to go. I’m ambitious that way.
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Who will concur while I wait? Without a fever for the infirmary. Without need for quarantine, who else will be here to hear?
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I don’t like ‘cool.’ I don’t like ‘beautiful.’ I don’t like. I just don’t like. Let me love something indefinable for once. Let me hate. Leave me the freedom to go beyond dislike to the extremist position against certain notions. Let me have floors and ceilings in this room. Leave my food by the door. I’ll swallow it when it cools off a bit.
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In solitude, I take even the public rather personally. Get offended or let joy arise from those passing by.
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Consequences are irrelevant to cruelty.
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Am I guilty of or for irony? What liberty, what power in producing, being, becoming another ending – only somewhat unexpected. Because, who doesn’t account for the curse of the paradox?
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I am barbaric. Or I was. Or I want to be. Anyway, Barbary is close to me.
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What forms of expression are at my disposal?

Have I seemed happy for at least some of the time?

Maybe in the end it will appear (to be) more apparent.
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Somebody is talking about a fear of airplanes and I’m here thinking about a fear of talking to anyone or in particular – a someone across the room from here.

Neither these nor those books are shields. And besides, a proper glance caught in spectacular timing cuts right through.

Oh, but a look caught in flight can see a lot of turbulence.
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Patience will always prove random is regular. Chaos dictates how the lines will shorten. No turns are being taken, orderly, while waiting.
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Does one exist who is deserving as much of admiration as affection?

I feel I’ve been born into a banned life. I think I understand now that there is no room in languages frequented or neglected for duality. For similarity to feel the same.

This soul came passed down from those passed on with certain policies intact. Boycott the insincere. Embargo bad faith. Find distant compassion for those who are fake only because otherwise there would be no need to ever use words. There’d be no comprehension of a range of emotions.

Nonetheless, I’ve given up on smiling.

(originally published in eccolinguistics)

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Level Up and Off


gave in and kept on

till

what wouldn’t stop

would have to cave in

even became the offshoot

of eventually

t turned to d

and paired up

got tangled

and let

a couple of grudges

go.

*

it’s  Christmastime – after all –

after all

in reciprocity

a villain for every village

without any appeal.

but,

have faith there’s always room for one more trope

a cliche

to fit any affair

.

shells

egg drop

strangers

eyes

tofu

chopsticks

tradition forged

by guild

of

no other options

*

whose name is that? say it again

haven’t heard it since summer

if the sun

was a mirror

how unseasonable

it would be

how out of order it might be,

what achievements it could unlock

, how easy it would be

for the brightness

of itself

and earth

below,

stars for light years around

to

level up

and off

.

Spoiler Free Star Wars Review


Spoiler free Star Wars review: if you like Star Wars then you got a Star Wars movie. There were stars and war. If you don’t like Star Wars this probably won’t jump start any kind of obsession with the franchise. If you could go either way then you might as well go this way unless you have better options then go that way. For me, of the rebooted franchises I prefer Mad Max Fury Road or maybe even Dawn of the Planet of the Apes. Nonetheless, anything beats the prequels so be happy with that. Also, if you like fascism then this is the movie for you. It’s fascism done right.

And the Circular


it was the obvious metaphor missed –

this is not europe

some things are too simple for straight shooters

 

cutting to the chase,

logic

begs for scissors

to be the legs

in heat one

of the race

but compass was opted for

and the circular