2004-01-19 - 3:45 p.m.
I'm dead and moving fast ash feet shuffling cardboard hair heart signs dreams dentistry affidavits claiming awareness is awareness awake or necessary feet shuffle loose tiles teeth sour milk of life and cold toes lumber mooselike television heart space clearing mothways hear tingling rivers spice luncheons mice feet scrabble air tints hair tilts eyes are shiny lubricated in sockets of living bone harsh electric sighs of rain and smoking cigarettes betray the user mouth opens breath moves space encloses months pass agriculturally, we fictionalize sorrow, fictionalize motion, fictionalize stars and small burrowing animals snapped in half like monday, barging light bringing margins, arguing molecules, hanging seargents ringing mountains pass subway time in armies of smoke and cherry trees we intoxicate invade mouth snide comments and push aside the numberless envelopes of fish time, of mirror time, small decreasing minnows interpolate sorrow marching like bread basket milk and cookie mother fuckers cars argue millions have heard of your legs and money sprouts like mold in a corpses green ear which hears sour laughter and melts slowly into sluggish earth while living eyes leap and tremble to taste the prize photosynthesis erupts, earth panhandles continents, soup is made of sorrow and mushrooms, lamps flicker over armies, pursuit fails, trails are made, animals die and their bones are sacred, fish follow their noses, bears find berries, civilization milks its goats and cultivates its rancid sweat, oaths, and languages- a framework for counting, ownership and sex mingle and putresce, sadness like clockwork beats us with its metal edge, lunatics die alone with their genius and an empty suit of armor raises a sword called america
