Sarah Johnson, 25 journals stolen from her
After I moved all I could, time 9given by my landlord
Saw them hurl boxes of, if not, books papers cassettes
Videos mags writings letters cuttings sheets to w…
In my asylum there are no words classified as of the lexical variety;
Neither words to give away nor any to steal from myself.
There is only the enigma of language disguised by the simulacrum of commu…
keep chasing, sweet all. . .
“loose scrum”, yeah, sit on m’ face!.
don’t stop: tak’ an’ giv’
so ready, just a
handkerchief wafer, lord jim;
is part of the woun…
i painted h’ blue
but but times ’e took turns to . . .
total tattoo blue
It is not too late
“…may be there for even more”
It is late: after
Yes I am tired yes I am thinking of you, it you
I am writing to ‘midst this mess of papers on the floor
Suddenly I notice again lead automatically
To the end of the line / reach the required be…
the best refugee
Immigration / transplanting
Is New York City
Or is it the Brooklyn Bridge
Or there was confessed ( ! / ? ) / ( ? / ! )
They have declared how
They do want to be treated,
Their rulers, comply
Public transport does
Go both ways mirroring, sthough
One knows how one goes
Give forth then thy hand
When what they proffer’s…
Yeah, other, does mean other than I am; am I?
Half thought i was challenging the statements I’d
made; other, too, means her or her or her or her . . . .
Who be she / be she the signal of the word, her…
2016…, is like a song to its being bridge, song,
The bridge, now narrating the water passing, ‘sthough,
newly, beneath, poss’bly as new brooms ‘d meet new dust
The water collec…
Iliad as battle manual.
Is what are halves
What are pairs
What’s more stark
What’s purely light
What is ‘what is’
Is daubing perceiving
Is leaving as is knowing all as is
Is the sheet left white many master…