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Aug 28, 2006 13:52

whirling dervish my stomach the curvurture of my lens
sends tension running pupils through the halls.
for those of us that must wake up early and come to an office everyday,
what do you find in the glow, the manufactured light?
sitting, there was a sighting flashing begging of life that used to exist before your eighteenth birthday. before the closet. before the closest. before the altar and the extracted salts. before the precedent. before the president. before the messenger. before the waste end. before the travel. before the cigarettes. before the laughing of scenes. before the mind. before the slipping entrance. before the digging freedom. before the ejaculation. before the thousands that we let die screaming. before the millions that were killed before. before the limp hand's cold. before the chant. before the chant. before the channel. before the water was bottled and sold. before the strawberries and the blueberries and the angles. before the angels. before engels. before marx. before this hot cold. before this cold hot. before this jazz jazz jazz. before this transgression. before the endless nights of innocent crime and music. before hearing ginsburg read kerouac with windows then windblown. before sitting in that tree. before they subtracted the bearings. before they let the irony in. before our friends became artists. before thirty years or more became socially acceptable. before we had to answer the phone. before theory. before games. before trouble came from expression. before the self. before the other. before the father. before the mother. before the basket. before the child. before the river. before the tide. before human nature there was nature. before politics became a science there was thought. before critics became negative there was more room for critical thought. before it all was everything else. before everything else comes you. before everything else comes me. before everything else comes her. before everything else comes him. before everything else it comes it comes it comes.
And it goes.
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