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Antipodes

Antipodes

 

Dark water gives light

layers—lives a clouded root,

signal instant of the mudborn

minnow. Laughter in the level

below–

 

what say,

synapse, of

nothing, a some-break

 

in the onrush of knowing?

 

*

 

 

In the velvet fabric

of bone-matters,

lines continue

on the bone

 

that once infused a lively

love, long word, primal fear

of knowing

 

 

*

 

desperate to prove the

antipodes–

 

root, the childhood

heart,

 

nonsense understanding

of trees beneath

the canopy,

 

of distant conversations

 

 

*

 

nervine maps along a lost

edge,

 

lost luck

in a clouded root–

 

Networks continue

to infiltrate.

 

A map mirrors

cloud ligations.

 

 

*

 

 

There are no right

angles beneath the skin.

 

Reach into the stream—

the current

reorders itself,

 

engulfs the line.

 

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that’s not what this is

that’s not what this is

 

 

a package

once opened

past limits

leaves all wires exposed

 

 

a decision has been made

 

 

you were peeled away

and hung there, in a hole

behind the law

 

if you had reached

across, the border

would have grown

to absorb you

 

there is no entry and no

leaving

 

 

in an effort to diffuse

the witness—

 

(never agree to what

you’ve seen)

 

call the word out

as it is,

 

through the reflection,

 

 

through to the ground

 


 

 

 

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Protect all First Amendment rights.

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alternate truth

alternate truth

 

 

the road through concrete

canyon cannot hold

 

 

a voice yells in an alley

candy wrapper

in the grating

wet cardboard box

cigarette

penny

reflection

 

 

all erodes

eventually

 

 

water,

air

find home

beneath asphalt

 

 

 

absent

ideology?—

 

 

“things as they are”

expands

 

 

*

 

 

less an antidote—

 

 

 

 

nourishment

 

*

 

 

algebraic confrontations

clog perception

 

 



Thanks Ms. Kellyann Conway for giving us “alternate facts” this morning. What a vein of gold you’ve given us. To the rest of us: fiercely protect the freedom of the press at all costs.

Concurrent proofs

Concurrent proofs

 

“Each life is an encyclopedia, a library, an inventory of objects, a series of styles, and everything can be constantly shuffled and reordered in every way conceivable.”

“Natural languages always involve a certain amount of noise that impinges upon the essentiality of the information.”

–Italo Calvino, Six Memos for the Next Millenium (“Multiplicity”, “Exactitude”)

 

“. . . Here we are, without a doubt, still having doubts!”

–Wang An-Shih (1021-1086)

 

I.

 

External messages complicate woven patterns—trade routes change

as people change, as substance moves outward to peripherals

 

II.

Hands steady

on the trembling,

ongoing attempts

to find the

word

 

as route

 

III.

 

Growth circles expand,

synthetic threads

looped loosely

around sign posts

 

Hands reach

through interior

net, the shape

and texture

of Deep Space

 

IV.

Aerial perspective: air,

water, smoke, millions

of molecules crowd the skyline

of light, agitative

illusion

 

What truth, what proof,

travels deep in molecular

wavering