What about the near eloquence of the fugitive behind the figure she asked and then I
smacked her pupils with mouth tears and tore off her clothes with words.
As if I wanted to fuck her.
As if she had an organ of sexual thought, when really it was just an outlandish cartoon satire
of an article of food.
Whew, and I wiped at my forehead in relief, disdain, and the non-sexual forehead masturbation of
comfort inducing movements.
As if I wasn’t comfortable.
As if I had an organ of comfortable thought with which to batter my strained and stretched
beginnings of messianic compliance, messianic appliance. The application of messianic
supplication, messages, and afterthoughts.
Drink and be meritorious for we are about to comply with company standards, lovey.
Richer, on Donner, on Poverty on Blitzen on television tonight give thanks give grace give alms
to the poor in conceptual thought like ways.
People we let in For Free:
Those absent from
Those beside devils
Those interred in the ancient tradition of the subtotal
Those without need
Those without cameras
Those without what they have forgotten
The nicotine lollipop pledge girls
Members of the Association of Reciprocal Institute’s Center for the Advancement of the
Assimilation of Contemporary Art on Tuesdays.
The behind people
The bullets that make psychology dance
The open up