For the two’s
Nick S. and Nick N.
The two Jim’s
.
Looking Over
the gummed note pages
of my appointment
book. The spaces of future days, engulfed like blue, cherries and berries and bananas
in yogurt. Enfold writing. Enfold cat power. Enfold the selves of you together. Present,
this writing / time
that folds
tinkering,
edit revisions,
well through evening
even missed my meeting
without knowing, like
, but not Kafka or Lynch.
Hitchcockian on occasion
Unsure what to say,
neighbor Adam sings a few, off-key.
The sound disappears.
Didn’t or did know I’m on the porch?
and if, how
...does that affect his decision to sing?
Not going, still working
“Call Centers on the Internet”
I’d rather do t hat than drive
to Allen town for three hours
though I am sad to miss
the after-meeting bowling.
It's a good team.
He Works.
Gets fired up
for you
cultivates qualities of excellence.
I come not to praise him, but to tell him I’m
not going to be @ the meeting.
And If
I don’t or will?...
(I did not know then,
when I wrote it,
(In fact I did call))
Say,
“my way has always been to walk away quietly.”
To not notify.
Oh knives.
My my
My my my
My My My My My
ME
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Knife Country. No. Knife. No. KNIVE. NO.
Knife Summer?
It is still
the knife summer
though
I don’t do that so much anymore.
Huh. Entanglements. A recurring pain
generated in a point in my bowls,
hangs high and to the left
of my spine,
my crotch shackra,
high and to the left
say,
close your eyes and ride,
breathe,
release.
The Diaghram, Breath through.....................................Work
always Breathe, No MaTTER
W H A T I T I S..........................................Compile summarize
of how or why......................................................BREAK Down
you have come
T O B E T H E R E................................................ FREE
The Knife summer pursues me and I pursue myself, a round evening
energy spikes then drops. Making phone calls, not.
All the many subtlties and maneuvers, then it breaks, stone
crash through plate glass. Whatever gets you off,
whatever you truly get
off / on
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