Saturday, November 08, 2008
The evening was alive with first responders. Poets, report, restoring song to the dollar. Daily drilling, bottom lines, dying signs, in the streets all day. Negotiate atoms and national ethos, form and efficiency, input and output, sin and celebration. Sense and memory, happiness radii, spatial happenstance interface. Desire, dinner, damn cameras, family houseflies, worms and a swarm of eyes. Rain for rent, cattle for sale, cryotext sandwiches, a pumpkin in the bassinet. Cost of walking, cost of talking, breathing shoals of technology, new kinds of knowing. Oh, emotional ecosystems. Oh, local and global grief. Key conservation, relative abundance, savior selves, we are on that brink, over / whelmed thin dime. Sing: shingle and shingle and bricks and windows. Sing: research and development, fall off and shatter, offer/answer/transaction. Sing: Gigigigigigigive. Sing: next and next and next annexed. Love with a love that was love than love. Sing it to the ceiling.
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