Anti knew

Anti knew the battalions of bodies awaited her in her humdinger sweater

over sill and frail
a speed boat off to lip
off to lips sentence the lover strain frail
to lip . coming in to onto the heading
of its momentum the lover strains fading
a scope of sonnets in her mouth
she sings the place AntiOedpus
knowing always yer name

Latinate cognate gonads of



congress of shipbound



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at the limite of accent and parsing

les marges

That the anomalous is the borderline makes it easier for us
to understand the various positions it occupies in relation to
the pack or the multiplicity it borders, and the various positions
occupied by a fascinated Self...In any event, the pack has a
borderline, and an anomalous position, whenever in a given space
an animal is on the line or in the act of drawing the line in relation to
that which all the other members of the pack will fall into one
of two halves, left or right : a peripheral poisition, such that it is
impossible to tell if the nomalous is still in the band, already outside
the band, or at the shifting boundary of the band. ... D&G .... how like so much in life

margins and margarine sliding pool or rather puddle of signifieds....

poets as tribe filiations but we must break molds
not carry over
repeats and repatriations of paranoias
excluses machines delirantes.

rantes
rants

do not go gentle in

the slide of my body over yours.

"sweet heart"

"sweety"




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Je pense. I think Fictions one is over. But over? what is over, only those who have money and power, who dictate the terms of dictation. What poet for a poet is over? and they smile so condescendingly to us.

even those us of us who're them. them.

Linced

Will you sing Antioedipus?



You sang and were silenced. Silenced, were silenced.




You sand.



Prose Poems. Those who have power and withold the key s to publi cation.

the desire to repress.


press to death with ill-well, good-well.

hammered yer face to .


I zing the place said Antioedipus



I zing I zong



I zing




looking for formations to make


shape the unshapeable chaos. 'asyntactic agrammatical... flow break.' she pretends not to write him because she pretends to be free she is not free she is not confident will never be she is a honey bee not a honey hasbeen it is not the way to be to be independent -- that is the false state

she want s to have my kid


no kidding baba black sheep said the guy from the cross


the forces of repression rushed in blocking the blog.

are We

...Are we to speak about Fitzgerald's and Lowry's alcoholism, Nietzsche's and Artaud's madness while rem...aining on the shore? Are we to wish o....nly tha....t those who have be....en struck down do not abuse themselves too much? Are we to take up collections and create special journ...al issues? Or s....hould we go a short way further to see for ourselves, be a little alco....holic, a little crazy, a little suicidal, a little of a gu....erilla--just enou....gh to extend the crack, but not enough to deepen it irremediably?.....



its odd to speak about being a little of this and a little of that. its more like we become a little bit of this

a n d then a little more of that.

and you shake it to the left
you shake it to the right
you do the hippy hip shake with all of your might now babaaaaaaaaaabyeeeeeeeeeeeee

the bks. I've|haunted wills

Even ``I`` __ fictional __ epistemes _
what is the I? that

"sheI've twenty-two" "bks.6 or 7 published. twenty two bks. five years radio 12-13 year" s performance. readin's" series in two citiesseveral" several fverses _ how to sepell versse? anorexic dyslexic _read yer text ANti


[not pure fiction but function] [across the esteems of time]
novels in various "states _ say 4? prose poems in the near 10,000. experiments. record""ings from the seventies. collages in varied sizes. most of these wreckd. "one Mister C. possesses "refuses to return. film footage owned by sundry" folk.
thousands of texts, say 30, ooo? one cannot count. really the production beneath capitalism. whatis capitalism _ the abil"""itee to produce more money. food banks, fer instance,

how does one assess this production? and the letters? hundreds, many containing verse, bits, poems, prose frag"ments, hun"dreds, school papers, a n archive of disaster. then one wonders who takes c""are or shall take care of this" upheaval and the"

endless unhappiness of the body

think of the waste

spille'd spoiled seed which others laugh at
[laugh if you are one of them_ who laugh]




think it's funny




endless con-versations __ none of which were paid for, spent fortune of __

miracle endless nightmare

if this was not a way of life , what was it?



"you" will never get this" [what is the you? what is an I, a You]



lost abandoned, and the videos" of a performance at les foufounes electrique destroyed.

thousands of photos from the ryan larkin days


recordings
in preparation

for shows

boxes

taped & stuffed in dusty basements


loves
buried

kisses fragmented in the


fragmented?

too easy

pulverized into dust

electronic or otherwise

bodi and bodhi dharma


waste


d



this is your body

this is my body



& radios speak of noble prizes
for writers
whose books are endlessly libraried and sold bought given taught


to be a writer


the great rip-off


ripped off the skin of Oedipus


a machin for writing

Pierre Guyotat was right enuff of this writing of neurosis we need a writing of psychosis


the endless commercial of death


there will be no splendid ending
justa puking out of guts

and shit

piss


&


excerement


for what

the dream


ended



.


this is your body





this then



for culverts


nothing





nothing






thank-you



Shit



thank-you .