I lack all feeling for 
what speaks thru parentheses
If gesture cut loose
wrangled yet undefined
I punched the mirror 
it’s my repugnant theatre
I chose the tangent
internalized the negative
& sold myself a bill of goods 
Have I told you the story of the 
ventriloquized scream
(she says she
is in pain)
We seek pencil on paper 
a deadpan translation
& struggle for stubborn facts
so that the weak may triumph 
if there were time to take time
I would subtract myself 
& yield to the senator from
Minnesota or Maine
or rather opt for nullset or muzzle
& question my body's response
answers captive to the memory of
music 
I lack all feel for what speaks
(night in which all cows were black)
Paradise if you don’t mind the extremes
the outliers the laughter the tumultuous
drone the placebo 
The intoxication coupled in place 
with complicit tears
I lack all feeling for 
what speaks thru parentheses
(discourse of the unsaid)
exempt from superego
We found your reciprocal angel at
the 99 cent store
A barbarism absent all ideology
how to mimic doxa
(inseam of digestive tract)
how to return the pitched ball 
how to become proximate cause 
to
the point of indifference 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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