Thursday, February 27, 2020

Streaming by Awareness: Undoing


—but lost boys raging in terror too afraid to utter incompletion; so driven it aches such ghetto solutions while reality might become a physician; those reaching messages, this torrent formula, while accused of nectar resistance; such sweeter violins a man chartered to islands if but such delirious misery; but Agony is beautiful and Agony has wishes while a man loses something in fires; this coarse moan this revving machine as time would die, resurrect, and wreak havoc; our order for business, is to write majestic, if but to jiggle something—we enjoy its resonance; this paining pleasure this nonidentity or so sure of something a nonentity; such silene sorrow, such watsonias crying, where it was so hurtful it felt goodness—

—by cursed ignorance or shadows at melancholia so mawkish it screams; to endear a fruit or to wave a pomegranate where it was death such torn freedom; after something not needed, or desperate in a manic second, while fever or dynamite or radiant affection; to give doubt its breakfast, while actuality is broken, if but to ignore this chanting ecstasy; to need breakage to ask by harmony while pain is its chaos theory—

It was vicious, Precious, it was death, grandpa, while skies sat silently; by tragic results, while we please horizons, where every liaison was damn near enjoyment; but nothing pleases, while nothing satisfies, if but to possess every pain on earth; such Promenade dissension, such deep desperation, as coming to release; those rising risks, this wringing element, where a man disputes his affections; to love like animals, to live like maniacs, while asking for those sentient loyalties; such signature grief, while a woman is watching, but a man must cut into his miseries; to face grandma, if but her last son, while life is death and death is celebration; this pyre of activity, those rich blue speedwells, where a soul might scream concerning a filthy habit.

—what by longitude or what is the deadline where one hides because pain has seen her face; this faith practice, this imprecation, while so certain a child by highest redemption; to hate for it leaked out, to feel but self-remorse, while a daughter is mother’s sullenness; by chance at life, while roaming with wounds, or abandoned to city jungles; to do as mother, to live like mother, as to settle like mother; this gamble this guarantee or those eyelash begonias; such sexual creatures, so fraught by anguishes, while some just need a few victims; to hate all men but need a few good men while deeper into a third child; so helpless our actions, as reprobate as Judas, while so desperate to create a new chapter; by blood or brine by deaths or repentance, so off into seals—

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