Thursday, February 28, 2013

20 FOOTNOTES TO A BRIEF HISTORY OF NOTES NOTING MY TEMPER AS ANTHEM




(1) Her Hair Rustling in the Late-Winter Breeze
(2) And it was the Year when it Became Increasingly Clear that I was your Epiphyte
(3) To Object: (unto) Laughter; To Subject: Always (into) a Disaster
(4) It was a Brutal Warning: the Ensuing Days Shall be a Larger-than-Life Meat-Grinder
(5) And that Moment, when your Opponent Comes at you, all the more Fiercer
(6) The Heart of the Fighter Prostate at the Feet
(7) Thus: If our Love were Empty, then this Postmark would be but Space to Place a Nervous Surface
(8) “It was the Sweet Science of Bruising.” She Said.
(9) As one Might Assign, a Concept, as Such
(10) Or this: Against a Neurotic Background
(11) Apparently, this City Spreads its Cheeks over its Borders, Towards the Preposterous “Giving Face” so to “Make Sense-------------------------------------àHowever, Perhaps, the City, Rumbling with us, is Rather, Over-the-Full and nips
(12) Lubricating so to Eventually Speak of this Subject
(13) in other words:-------------àOne Got Socked and Admitted as Such
(14) The Face will Eat but Also Digest of its Dogged Terrain
(15) Perhaps it is The Disaster’s Imposing Figure that Strangles one into the Muck of Objectivity
(16) I was Never Apocalyptic…” She Said
(17) Thus: if this isn’t Perfection, then my Temper was only an Anthem
(18) in other words:---------------------------------àThis: Corrects
(19) Our Time was but a Form of Sleepwalking Drawn-Out Against the Strength of a Linen History
(20) And Always:-------------------------------------àas it Slays