America, (for dada weatherman, after Allen Ginsberg, of an ongoing series)

America,
Why are you asking me for money, America?
You don't even have any money.
The governments have no money and the banks have no money, or so they say...
Many can still afford tanks and jets and not to care.

Do you care, America?
Sometimes I just don't know. All the news is bad, every day, and there is a lot of news.
Do you read the news, America? Or do you know something I don't know.

America, they can't even play basketball.
Everyone is too greedy, even children. Were you a greedy child, America?
I just wanted to love my mom, when I was a boy.
Mother Nature has got me pussy-whipped and honey-dipped. And shining like a great sun! An epic star burning in infinity! You know what I mean, America?

I read the news every night. Murder and sports and movie stars and no one has any money. But everyone is born into infinite wealth and absolute freedom. They just don't know or never knew or forgot.
Isn't that what you told me, America?

Where are your witches? Where are your megafauna and primeval forests?
Where are your longhairs and where are your astronauts going.
I've been told where the aliens come from.

They're afraid to meet someone on the street with a nuclear weapon strapped to them
I'm not
Afraid of anything, America
I can't afford to be
America, "I don't have any money."
You can never have enough money and power
How in the hell can I escape this bloody economy?
Let me out, or else.

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actual animals, carved along their joints. across the necessary divides of the American continent , Holes where

there were once walls.

Long work, multicolored artifacts

like a brief radiance glimpsed glanced on the far side of a door which we cannot go through.

He could orient himself but he could not arrive. What happened was near-perfect not-quite poor animal poor animal, why the fur so dry

Primitive pyramid (where muses dwell) party. Can you move around in there? and how!

The old-woman is high as a kite. It's in there if it's in there, he said. You should do it if you need to do it, she said. You'll fond the sequence transposing digital holograms. Insect microscopic, in the back pocket

Defend the future young man.

Young woman why did you get so cute what made you so beautiful?

A dedication to breaking all the laws of the universe.

Disrupt

Attack

Disappear

Don't wait for them to attack if they're going to attack. Andthey are already. Destroy the enemy, any enemy throughwith starvation.

vision of the Western Lands is characterized by silence. Create and defend a commune of affinity. Ritualized unigenesis, chant upon the red rug, it can't occur without blood.

Describing the entrance into, reaching it just after twilight post-blue only. Secret naked men on the back

Conceptual disease and sickness and death as performance and confrontation is too much for them in the afterblue night. More confusing still is all that will actually happen as it happens.   "devastating at first you drown in it our voices are muted as if we were talking through felt" flood hieroglyphics.

Woodsman, sneaker

Where went...upon my death, never speak my name again. Yon Speke...reverse ritual to go into the animal house

We must verbalize in order to see. And if it is verbalized to others it is seen. It is manifested in thoughtand conception, realized, made real. Real now through the saying, all words are invocation. Silence creates void, great void to be embraced. andso write, the words writ large, then the witness will read, will say, will think and thus form for you. Spell the spell.

Flat owls send me away, no vows gathered or who to witness such. Repeating preamble of whatever

could happen next

Should havebeen cubelocked, takes

The sheath from out the sword, forward

"God, bein' nothin' never began

from a

Swollen wet vagina dripping with tears and the mother's concern for the footprint of her son, or anythin' else except..."

an open invitation to the wind and other forces

For to work their freely spoken spells uninterrupted and unhindered. Thorns of the bramble barbs bared. Somewhere we have never been and covered in pollen.

"we are in the glory of not knowing what we are doing!" she doesn't know these are the feelings he gives us; love, wonder, laughter, heroism, fear, sorrow, anger, disgust, and...the pyramids change, after being set ablaze

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The upside-down flames

Hunt to die, carrying a sword theme

Bringing her to the temple of the holy Grail. Another also loves the other, accusing them of witchcraft.

achieved a complexity beyond it's own rationale, each element maintains its independence illuminating whatever was going on referring to an unabridged dictionary

Syntactic coherence can hide semantic incoherence. Count on those who feel committed. Center of the center, as they are always trying to trespass unknown  on the territory property realm of the other in whatever dimension uninvited or installed. A finger pointing directly at a star. The form has survived. "Why do you mean for him to kill what you love?"

"At first they tell me that everything that I want simply will not work. Then I insist on it, and some of this finally gets realized. But we can't change institutions. The anarchistic view is this: Institutions can't be changed. They're wrong by nature."

The ancient will ancient will

America exists only on its discovery, & its discovery is always an accident.

Go to the periphery and look whereever  you want to, you can there. You are then free to confront your freedom. "To know one must go beyond the imagination and for that one must stand absolutely still as though in the center of a leap."

A blooming dyad of pleasure.

(aginariom)

Everything is an omen, so we continue doing and changing.

Bring all these Autumn trees into bed with you and they'll all turn green again.

One of the relics from an age more perfect in a luminous gathering of clouds. The sacred ruins the divine light emanating about the rainbow all affirm astral omens To look through the eye and not with it or with and not through

Lost your brown bandana in the rain. Take these autumn trees to bed and they'll be green again!

Anybody who wants a bandana can wear it... as an American free- thinking maverick. Look at what you are looking at.

Can't help laughing as they surely do.

Whip quickest hipdraw in the westwest

Interstitial accident convergence of two forms two gravities through cartilage translator

Visceral predicament Pandemonium and astonishing panorama in and throughout amidst the tumult and moxie a raw

Fall

not only leaves, lights too, & knots

Of the gut

of the gut

of the girl, release

Staccato

Sequence of silences

The child destruction, on the day of the antler

 We want to live forever, not just until tomorrow.

In advance,