Understanding The Material Marriages of Glamour
(1)
"The Affidavit of our Moment has Passed ... "
A Law, (‘lil) as
literally:
“The Horrific Denial
of that Stench”—
(2)
Counter-the-Conducive
And Any Nit-Wit
can See the Scurrility of
How I Rose to Abandon
Love’s Trajectory—
Fattening-Down
after Winter’s
Fall—
(3)
And Slithering-Down
the Intimacies (-cies)
of the Trench—
And One longs to Beseech:
“You can Go Ahead,
Pinch, in your Face, pin,
and Punch” a Xrease—
(4)
“Would you like some
Skittles, some Nips…”
Naw, I’m
Alright—
And Yet: when
the Narrative
is an Anti-Social
Animal
and tête—à—tête
The City’s Vice-Verso—
(5)
“Oh, Go Ask Dad”
the particular peculiarities
of the Passive-Aggressive
Familial Erase—
“Oh, Go Ask Greg”
What-the-Fuck happened
in San Francisco,
2009—
Logan Ryan Smith
is now a Novelist
don’t think the Rat'll
(/-ill)
ever come back—
(6)
Dostoyevsky says:
Brake the Bitch
And Bake
The Bread: “Jesus
Christ” let’s find
A New Book
Devoid of
Nostalgic
Ditties for Me:
Ain’t Nobody
needs that
nobody who only
I is Needs—
(7)
in other words:
the City is Set to Soon
to Come for its
Carve, its Meat,
And the Blood-Thirsty
itch, will
come as a Relief—
(8)
Mother says to say
this Prayer, that Ends
with the Signature:
"My EL."—
(s)-Vesture
(9)
in other words:
Here
comes
the Wild-Ass Stallion
of Love
and
Regret