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2. O.S.
3. UTOPIA
4. Radio. Blackness. A voice starts up.radio.tinny.sounds of static. We recognize in the shadows-the man-in-ablack-suit, asleep on a bed.sunglasses. the man-on-the bed-Voice drones on from the radio at bedside. In shadowed darkness.
5. RADIO SPEAKS.
6. A projector located stage right starts up, showing on a small screen, in a continuous loop a plane crashing onto a building-the twin towers, over and over, from the bottom, side and distant. And the collapse. A nightmare.
7. MODERATORS VOICE
8. SEPT.11-2001-ANNO DOMINI
9. Sounds of a jet whining, distant whump whump whump of helicopters.
10. Modigliani
11. “As though, the Glass was washed Clean, & the skies clear- opened clear as gods opened hands in a jet fuel of light I couldn’t sleep at all that night- seeing it over and over in my mind like sliced butter the jet sluice- fucking the soft vaginal surface of icy glass frozen into an eternal fountain of glass and bodies of fire. Oh my beloved fire, ahura mazda! My beloved! It was fire all over these here 13 parts & all over and All over the sum-total of all the parrot=parts of these two- thee Azz-murican Lanscape of lush glass and green gullied, parts I felt my guts explode and then wash-over and the fire and the awful whump whump of what not to be be oh whump/whoosh of what was it? Not to be.Ahelicoptered dance to be I could not be I was unbeing, dissolving, I, I, Osiris into 13/119, the tetrahedonal falls119-119-11-11-11-
12. Parts 13 teen ion the disintegrative quiet distances of the eternal infinity thought on the 101 floor of life
13. And all that quiet loss of streets, quiet, eternal distances the loss of body I dissolve, solvent-like I solve/dissolve
14. Into a pan-fried moth of splintering lard, blackened and covered in ash I walk in hell-o-hello-hell-lights out
15. Helicopters of loss drone on and on and the pain is
16. Beyond…I, I. Osiris the American, in Atlantic ocean pan far below from the mellow Nile and the crying gulls am gleeing eeee, eeee, the end is sweet! but my brother Seth it’s Sweet! Its sweet! Oh its sweet as rancid loss of life and limbits sweetitssweetoneonelwvenone one eleven is 6 is 2 times is 12 plusone is 13 parts of me lost and splintered this thins fine powder that grows thru megamelikesunlight…..
17. As apples are fast & magnificent so am I Amman the Magnificent American am fast and fleet of mercurial foot, am magnificent, appointed & anointed, its it now
18. In the first part of the Century, I am Yuppie Man transmogrified and made plain
19. we planned our vacation in Banff and then New Mexico, then the new Desert World of Losses
20. I, Osiris, & my whoring wife, Lilith, we planned our newyotrkvacationtoseethesightsmaybe the worldtradetwinevaporated towers then Oedipus, Ulysses, called me John Smithon my cellphonesaidhewas, Howard Roarkthe Polygraph Operator, for I have seen the crystal Blue Eyes of He who from crystal Death.shall=have-no Dominion-in the Provender, the Prop-vider, to call to all you American pill pits, pitbulls, the truth for I am the truth the way and the light and and stronger I Death am stronger than You Ameer-ica, I ,Death America named
21. After Amerigo the Dago am stronger than you World, after an As though an thousands Tehran billion and then the billions of suns that preyed
22. Upon and heads up oils the shimmering desert diamond dust of storms
23. I Oedipus Headed up [7th avenue and all points westward, southwards, Northwards to the eastern plains, I Ulysses, briefcase in hand ma an urban wanderer of the loss of souls travel
24. Southwards, to the East River to the great black Meteorite Rock of Mecca not a spot for infidels said are yu all right right mister yeah I’m alright wheres 7th avenue. this is 7th avenue the cultural centre of the world i just witnessed the greatest work of art of all-time in the vevilsmount and horseres and those beefed-up boys of America will beat Yuup Tu Death I, Death the Provider”& all these evildoin.folks is evildoing, these the MullahadeedMullholland Dark Reimdeerered Night.explosionexplosionexplosion
25. Ego. Ego ego sumsum,
26. Am
27. In deo lux
28. Loe those 50.0000 years ago Have we forgotten so quickly? already? Can we forget so quickly whets was done to us?gemstonepinpointdeathboy with thecashrasaisedsteel aRMOOooroed oh say can you see bet eh dawns early light for that whatever we prayed for came about? In the nights gleemingshadowed walls the trumpets Brawedinto what we cant call into the World by God is apparently made made mad is isssss issssssssCan you see? Can yu see? the diamond dust follows me everywhere as I sleep this Nightmare
29. VOIX DE DEUX INTO INFINITY
30. MUSIC, IN GREEK, THEN EGYPTIAN. LATIN, SANSKRIT
31. I who am, am not, am he/ who called forth by his holy name/ the fathers/calling forth/ from stony place of the hearts broken/spring/ its own /original voice/his name/his true name/given to us for our edification/his name
32. Sings
33. “oh holy one, oh our eternal mother, we who/
34. are your children here do apply/for succor
35. in the land of suffocation/ and of plenty/
36. a stinging countance to our our empty tables
37. oh holy ones forgive/ us
38. our miscreant deed!”
39. (In Greek, it is sung)
40. MUSIC
41. end of radio (1)
42. MUSIC BACHS ST JOHNS
43. LIGHTS UP SLOW. The mannequin man is gone.
44. THE other man (Modigliani) is lying dressed in a pinstriped suit on a bed over which is draped a multi-coloured cloth. A neon Globe floats before him. In the distance thru looking like a stage window we see a badly painted set of idyllic alp-like mountain settings. We hear a spring bird chirp and underneath a menacing buzzing sound, like a dull roar. The glowing globe rises. As the lights come up the man rises and walks to the window then faces the audience and speaks.
45. MUSIC UP.
46. Cacophony of phillip-glass like noise that describes the sounds of a huge hotel lobby.
47. Up stage right there is a small screen stage and on it;
48. Scenes from The Columbia Ice fields projected on small frame an ice bus clambering up a glacier. Skiers. Indians dancing. The planet as seen from space.
49. Modigliani rises walks up to a microphone located
50. Centre stage, contorts few times like a rock singer then speak in the microphone.
51. 3.Blah Mountain
52. When we arrived at the world-famous Banff springs
53. Hotel (which holds no springs)
54. We were informed having requested a large suite with a mountain view
55. that we had been
56. upgraded to a narrow two cot space
57. next to the servants entrance route
58. with a lovely view of the parking lot
59. for some reason
60. on checking in the smeary faced
61. counter lady had no record of our
62. reservations for Sunday, for we had to show her
63. the memo and the confirmation number
64. and I called for the front desk manager
65. and had to back away when I saw him
66. for she smirked at me through out the encounter
67. a strange oily haughty smirk that I could not
68. understand
69. she keeping her eyes on me
70. as though I were the criminal at 600 dollars a night
71. and like a fool wearing tinted glasses
72. I smirked back and I smirk back
73. for no reason at all, like a fool.
74. the lobby crowded up with masses
75. of blue tourists lining up and lining up
76. for breakfast lunch and dinner
77. but here on blah mountain now that the world
78. moves by plane by bus by planes continents drift
79. apart and together
80. the corporate ladder goes sideways, its all a mess;
81. horizontal drift moves together and apart towards a great divide
82. in a Moolrooney morning of full on foolishness….
83. the Japanese ARRIVE
84. eating instant noodles from cardboard springs &
85. the women always silent as porcelain
86. or stone, drifting moraine-like behind, carrying seed, in perfect tans letters
87. there is a glacier in the lobby here think I stuck
88. in space but frozen blue, solid with cold
89. melting and moving the earth..
90. Modigliani sits at a small table near the window where in the distance we see a glacier. He stirs from a coffee cup. Then sips.
91. “Sitting at the kauffeehaus
92. At the Banff
93. Springs hotel
94. Which holds no springs, eating bitten
95. Yesterday as I was taking
96. The sulphurous waters
97. Somewhere
98. The wind blowing high
99. And furious all the
100. Tops of pine trees
101. Laden with black cones
102. ...
103. The lift we arrived on, late!
104. After the passing from the plains
105. At stony reservation
106. We were placed
107. Next to the boiler room
108. The clerk john
109. Trying to tell the chipmunk
110. Voiced homelier telling us we'd
111. Been upgraded to the Pit and for an
112. Hour or two we, searching for
113. A reasonable room
114. For some reason, thought
115. (Oh I would be ransomed now
116. I think, from her)
117. Finding a Sweet Attic somewhere
118. Perhaps
119. Walking all day away, somewhere
120. Having to write here
121. And there hiding (from her)
122. In the
123. breakfast room, smoking cigarettes
124. After prunes
125. redriver cereal eggs
126. Toast and Übutter jam
127. Grapefruit yogurt miso
128. Tea cottage cheese peaches
129. Watermelon
130. yesterday the floating spinner sing
131. Floaters coming
132. And going the first
133. Words we spoke here in this vacuumed machine
134. Searching for something
135. Searching for
136. The first rays that would open the crown
137. and connect me
138. to these tourists consuming juice toast coffee the Japanese
139. couples sitting silently young the men smoking the women demure
140. sneeze rays material dee grree dssss
141. if we could only try to connect all at once to
142. the musak
143. being, the first words, spoken
144. the first words spoken being
145. Santa Lucia,
146. playing on the speakers
147. Nell mare limpido splendido the thee them from the
148. godfather yogurt missions i gotta see
149. this exercise of the first order eyes blurring thee
150. best fish I got some extra fish here you
151. want to mix the fish and the eggs, you can
152. do it &
153. yawning stretches the eyes of the middle aged
154. spinsters staring always at an
155. angle of sixty degrees away…
156. Sinatra sings no nicer witch than you do
157. while the trumpets blare
158. And the dance is on everything dissolves, yes
159. you killed the flower but not the root I thought
160. the hotelier repeating, repeating verse and scripture, to himself over and over119111911199991999919999
161. repeating from the book, verse and chapter and stroking back her long
162. red hair for she was beautiful
163. , for 500 bucks she said “I will reveal what no other can do”
164. and for 10,000 among the first, to see, the final
165. dance and symphony, to tell you true
166. tell you true-no nicer witch than you, then said no more of what she was. than what she was
167. , conwoman, whore, slut, sophiticate she was conman
168. here on blah mountain, psychic! seer! idiot!
169. Flirted with him in front of me!
170. cuckold! Fool, mon semblable..mon amour!
171. Mon frere perdu!
172. MANNEQUIN MAN
173. “Would that I had seen lent over and said to her
174. Would that I had the spoken truth!”
175. Modigliani stares outwards towards the figure. Did he hear right t?
176. When we arrived at the world-famous Banff Sprin gs
177. Hotel which holds no Springs
178. \ we were informed having requested a Suite
179. with a Mountain View that we had been
180. upgraded to the Pit, for some reason
181. I can’t remember why…
182. To a narrow two cotted space, a Closet
183. next to the servants entrance route
184. with a lovely view of the parking lot
185. on checking in the Smarmy Faced
186. Counter lady had no record of our
187. reservations for Sunday, for we had
188. to show her
189. the memo and the
190. confirmation number as we didn’t exist
191. and she called for the front desk manager
192. and I had to back away when I saw him
193. & she smirked at me thru out the Encounter
194. a strange oily haughty smirk that I could not
195. understand
196. she keeping her eyes on me
197. and I on her
198. as tho i were a criminal at 600 dollars a night
199. and like a cuckolded Fool wearing tinted glasses
200. i smirked back and i smirked back
201. for no reason at all, like a cuckolded fool
202. (he smirks)
203. the lobby then crowded in with masses
204. of Blue Tourists lining up and lining up
205. for breakfast lunch and dinner
206. but here on blah blah mountain now that the whole world
207. moves by plane by bus by planes
208. continental drifts
209. apart and together
210. the corporate ladder goes sideways, it’s all
211. a mess; a world mess, this touristification
212. of all things, of the planet
213. I tell her, but she looks bored seeing only
214. piles of rock where I see Art, seeing Junk where I
215. see History, moving history, she looks bored
216. and I insist on asking her if she’s alright
217. are you all right? All you all right/
218. I ask…Are you?
219. I’m told men and women see things differently.
220. Men and women see things differently
221. I’m told this on
222. horizons that drift towards a great Divide
223. Nothing can save what cant be saved!
224. She tells me.
225. in a Mulrooney Morning of full on foolishnesseman-on-the bed-,me/giv
227. in a blue sky full of wonders and surprises
228. what is it you want? I ask
229. Nothing- She replies
230. what do you want to do? I ask heren to when
231. the Japanese suddenly arrive
232. what is you you wantu I whisper thru tinted
233. glasses-at root?s
234. eating instant noodles from cardboard springs
235. AT ROOT! AT ROOT! WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?
236. these JAPANESE, know everything, seem to know
237. understand everything, photo-graph everything everything
238. that there is to understand
239. the women always silent as porcelain
240. or stone, drifting moraine -behind, carrying seed
241. in perfect tansu letters, in a sym-metry of ai-kido
242. grace, the man chanting in unison
243. Fordo! Fordo! Fordo!
244. & there is a glacier in the lobby, thinks I
245. here there& everywhere-a glacier we
246. are stuck to it, like gum to a tennis shoe on
247. \a hot pavement summer's day, dentured
248. in space but frozen blue solid with cold
249. melting and moving the earth, stuck.
250. Fordo! Fordo! Fordo!
251. Mannequin man has re-appeared.
252. “upset for hours with an encounter
253. with human evil, slimed by that her
254. and that awful smirk, what was she smirking
255. at anyway?
256. What-was she…
257. at was she smirking at her own banal
258. smirking at her own barrel? what was she
259. smirking at?
260. “oh its a great spot to bring our visitors over
261. from England "they said
262. , the white water rafting was the best
263. we loved it sooo
264. clean and neat and the food was
265. faaaantastaric...travelling in groups japanese english
266. german korean american canadian dish masses to the
267. columbia ice fields we traveled
268. and stood where we stood like petrified
269. colourful monkeys up on this 1000foot iced bean
270. higher thaN THE EIFFEL TOWERRRR our guide says
271. higher than most tall buildings, all ice and frozen stiff.
272. Tells us she is us and I think
273. a great spot for a breakup,
274. she has a migraine now and walks
275. on perfect tiny feet her sweet gentle soul
276. listening for the cracks that
277. signal animals elk or goat or
278. “today we saw a real live bear”
279. like a sweet song child
280. and will not listen
281. “today I saw I bear. Today o saw a deer.”
282. now eating salads
283. & candy bars
284. a perfect diet for the road
285. and pissing me royally as i wend off this
286. diabetic flu which is not a flu at all
287. we came for the people..for parents and grandparents
288. she said
289. oh by the way the tour guides says "these two
290. are engaged
291. and we had a soap opera about it the ice
292. buses with giant tactile wheels
293. clambering up and down the blu-rivulated
294. glacier till later we hear the bang and thunder of
295. a small avalanche “only two houses worth” says the guide
296. a big
297. one is the size of two giant apartment buildings!
298. my smoking has started to bother her again
299. it always does at a certain point in our travels
300. as the distances become longer and the fear
301. grows with each passing day away and by
302. anger swell to full sails the blast of it
303. chipped and weakened by the sweet sickness
304. (o the mountain scenery was perfect julia!
305. just perfect and lovely and perfect all perfect
306. just the best vacation spot on earth!)
307. (he winces and re-covers)
308. (we)
309. fuckfighting among the firs, among the wings
310. of the firs and the noise of the rain rapids distanced
311. out, a cartographers delight from this,
312. the very centre of the known world,
313. for sending parallelograms
314. of splayed light out from the fingertips in
315. hard black-etched lines of fright
316. the evening hard cool light of eating oysters
317. and swilling red wineblah mountain where i sit
318. on top the world
319. i crunch ancient sea bottom beneath my boots,
320. fossilized, ancient, prehistoric bugs
321. i listen alert as only mammals are alert, fear-ridden
322. spring-scented, alivewanting her
323. Watching her.
324. Watching her.
325. (what the corporate mess presents
326. is governed emptiness of thought, is nastiness
327. of expression what can it hold?
328. what will the nations see?
329. oh
330. Oh Canada! Our Home and Native Land!
331. If a man is a worker proud worker- of his hands
332. holding up the world with his back
333. all-wooing with sweat to win his daily bread
334. and is
335. unlike the thievery that abounds
336. suburbs and boxes and sealed windows
337. abound, airplanes and trains and cars
338. bound
339. crooked mess of lies abounds
340. and I’ll get you mac as well
341. if a man is a proud worker of his hands...
342. the deceivers and weavers of the spin
343. (there is a need)
344. above all to swaddle the soul until it
345. yowls in its pain unable to free its hands
346. a voice only that is locked in the throat
347. in that awful smirk of condescension
348. unless of course you give it up and i
349. should why should man live unfree within a box?
I said to her
Why should we live in unfree?
In the confines of limitless freedom. there shines here on
black blah mountain away from the sins of the
citified world done, & report to god to anyone who
is willing to listen
not only to
the blare of the set and the radio reports
not only only to the whizzing freeways above
which the sphynxed mountains stands suppose you alone
in a blue haloed light….
1. THE DOMAIN OF THE ORDINARY
2. (flash card, lights up-man on stage in rainbow light)
3. On A Street corner He shouts, dressed in Rags, by his side a shopping cart full of junk.
4. The Moulds had bin eaten at him!
5. T.W.A. flight dot dot dot gone down over the
6. Atlantic, exploded in mid-air brought
7. down by friendly fire, he said a military oops
8. a mistake not brought yet to our public attention
9. the public was too busy going busy- mad
10. Horse Sneeze County was too busy at that century mark
11. amidst all the endless centuries wrapping themselves
12. into a twisted Gordian knot
13. In this Ordinary, Life, was no longer
14. ordinary no big surprising bugaloo
15. deal, life and death dogdeal-doo,
16. his friend the Mad Directory had told him to
17. buy a toshiba blah blah for this his writing style
18. download the Vatican why don’t you he cried out!
19. but the Moulds prevented that
20. they had gotten to his brain
21. the filters no longer worked, that kept
22. the sugar in, osmosis-control of flying
23. bits paper and airplane parts and bits
24. of citizens, watches, briefcases, computers,
25. registration papers and duty free
26. were flying out to sea.
27. HE RUMMAGES THRU THE STUFF AND FINDS
28. A MODEL OF A MOULD-UNIT, LIT UP.
29. In this ordinary domain of life
30. (a drunk had yelled at him once, from across the
31. street-and made him weep with consternation)
32. bummed some money from me and disappeared
33. into the mid-town traffic down-of the street
34. , the updown trafficratered tailored sleep of the street
35. the downtown traffic, the sirens & the bloopers of the cops
36. and the hawkers from
37. the shimmering-dull-eyed
38. deep, that confused me even more,
39. in this city by the
40. street. the cops did nothing.
41. The pedestrians
42. (each one was quite mad from these
43. pesky moulds}
44. fall like a constant winking snow, an
45. inflammation of the addled brain, each one
46. on a tear to get somewhere, but where?
47. Where? Where?
48. (anti-biotics, anti-histamines, anti-inflammatories
49. anti-pillories, anti-cellular structured they know better
50. than yu mother
51. nature, you old hag of all of you, dancers of
52. black flame, blood-gutterered snipers &,
53. eaters of strong barbed wire of all yu
54. ever did was bring me down,)
55. burnt at the\
56. chemical stake,)
57. the cab driver goes honk
58. honk honk into the blackest night, did
59. yu ever see a night full saw
60. full of such angels?
61. HE DRINKS FROM A LARGE BOTTLE
62. with burning wings, sprouting thin
63. drome-like strings filaments from the high
64. above the vacant stars, modular planets
65. evil influences cascading down to the
66. running gutter filled with leaves &twigs
67. prophylactics, milk-tablets, herbs, hats, real
68. live golden fish with three blue eyes
69. and things yu never saw before on the
70. molecular level
71. and the cab drivers screeches to
72. a stop to avoid
73. a wacko coming down the hill at 100kms
74. perhous in a leg controlled thingamajig that breaks his
75. downward flight and rather than be grateful
76. breaks out out in
77. a fight with the driver a scream-match fest
78. of this, his, space age byc-icicle-guy
79. built for one, screaming invectives screaming
80. at HIS his guy because of this
81. lunatic bicyclist was barreling down the street and almost
82. broadsides himself flat as a pancake
83. against the side of
84. the cab,
85. (HE PAUSES)
86. Now these things wouldn’t happen
87. with such stunning regularity if people would
88. just pay
89. attention to life in the city
90. in a ordinary way
91. and i'm wandering what
92. i'm doing here in this Vancouver, Canada sitting
93. in this cab, in this city of a
94. dominion frying at the edges of life……
95. as opposed
96. to say, Moscow, California USSR or Montecito, U.S.A. where singing octogenarian millionaires…
97. (HE FORGETS WHAT HE IS SAYING)
98. beat each other up at cash register machines regularly or Delphi for that matter, at the mouth of the
99. temple of the dawn of the river Tigris of the Novus Ordo Seculorim
100. or the golden isles of the northern sea where there are found soggy shoelaces &
101. where the giant fish resides, by the sea by the sea
102. by the foggy foggy sea.
103. (A FOG HORN IS HEARD)
104. HE LIES ON THE PAVEMENT, THE DRINK IS STARTING TO DO ITS WORK.HE REMOVES ONE SHOE.
105. Getting out of this cab I think to myself now that,
106. Now, correct me if I’m wrong, beggin yr pardon, it was ronald reagen who quoted
107. of all the people in the universe it was he
108. that to
109. govern a large country as tho yu would
110. fry a small fish was an under- taking, quoting the old chinese philosopher perfectly with that howdy doody smile, Govern a LARGE country as tho YOU would fry A small fish…. correct me if I’m wrong
111. and he sure got the frying part down
112. but not the carefully part
113. , delicately part, with
114. tremendous sincerity part and attention to detail
115. part when he said mommy its time to trickle
116. time to blame everyone
117. and the devil take the hindmost
118. ami I my brothers keeper? am I my brother’s keeper?
119. And if not me, then who?
120. And if not you, then who?
121. And if am not for you then who am I?
122. And if I am not for me then
123. WHAT am I ?
124. & these are questions I ask, I ask –as I float
125. like the giant black ithyicarus sturgeon
126. high atop the bay apt over looking
127. the Pentagon Blue Bay of Vancouver and the distant grand planets
128. of the millennial
129. twin peaked ridges, in the deepest blue moulds
130. Of ripening flesh.
131. & how now as Dr. Bongo sits in space
132. recounting the nature of how. this his natural life
133. how nothing bonds to us better than he
134. &drinking gallons of
135. vitamin c's like coolaid, that we are b y our very nature dualists of the
136. electro-molecular, constant-dynamo flow
137. of fish fries by the empty dog=barking beach
138. on a omnidirectional,ever-recurring,synergistic,thallasic
139. life form-mould-like he says he says, and here there’s a bunch of us
140. like grapes on the vine he says, ever-regenenerative
141. dymaxion migrant space pickers ever to return again
142. and again
143. when the tide picks me up and leaves, yes the
144. planet in a giant spore mould floating in
145. boiling space, a giant mould….
146. what is this I ask? Mould I mean? it grows on corpses, does it not
147. on dead and dying things does it not?
148. Mould I mean
149. Do we not grow moldy from the very start to the very finish
150. And if they do find worms laying eggs in us, in life
151. (that they might become life-in death)
152. ion spite of the spray and the ddt-tranked cells
153. these malathionic multitudes of moron-encrusted
154. newspaper articles that act like yesterday
155. was invented just today and we
156. were all just born just for them, if as I say they
157. do find Mould…
158. NEWSCOMENTATOR COMES FROM A
159. BROKEN RADIO IN THE SHOPPING CART
160. And now the fucking news….
161. (that we have become history)
162. , just this second, for them
163. stroking our useless wankers into oblivion,
164. death beaten down & granulated smoked-out
165. &obfuscated by the media darlings we are
166. fished into tiny pellets and spread to
167. the masses, strange toxic fumes
168. i'm a mould I finally admitted to myself
169. and now the news
170. (GIANT BLOWUPS OF MOULDS AS SEEN ON AN
171. ELECTRON MICROSCOPE PEEPER THE STAGE)
172. ( O we in the Canyoned walk must Sing
173. the fruitless walk calling forth for we were
174. Born to sing &die, Born to sing and die and
175. to wake up once and for all and not to
176. bye the Gudgeoned Dance see the
177. \Truth of it once and for all and
178. stop the nonesense.we're all one
179. there is no thou no you only
180. one me i that i exists and includes
181. Oh we in the canyoned walk may sing
182. all that is or ever will be
183. and hold forth the ecstatic dance clear
184. the air for once we see, vide with
185. purest sight of truth?)
186. I am mould, I say
187. RADIO STOPS
188. I sing of arms and the mould Said I to myself an
189. unicellular ornithallasic life-form, first primitive life set
190. out on the journey from spore to penis
191. and we'll all rot in our graves, convulse
192. in our death shroud, drown in our beds
193. poisoned by the greed here
194. where the girls all dance together
195. and the sea is the colour of liver &
196. from algae to liver from ameba to heart-spouting
197. fountain of geysered life, this the whale of a spout, this
198. the dance for life twittering
199. ,I’m a mould, I’m a mould, I’m a mould it’s a fact here in (I sing)
200. its an architectonic city
201. here within this body
202. I’m a mould, I’m a mould (I sing)
203. (where the sea is the colour of liver, & the girls
204. all dance together)
205. by the sea by the sea by the beeutiful
206. & sea
207. these are one
208. one of the twelve navels of
209. the earth like the 12 apostles
210. i cant see anymore barely
211. to read the papers or is it the
212. i have lost all interest in the
213. world as i understand it now
214. a papers boys route this
215. search for ecstasy ex-stasis
216. out of body to leave it behind and lost
217. HE PUTS THE PAPERS OVER HIM
218. SECOND PART
219. LIGHTS OUT ON THE FROZEN IMAGE OF THE BODY OF THE TRAMP, SLOW FADE
220. LIGHTS UP.
221. HE IS SEATED CROSSLEGGED IN RAINBOW CLOTHES, THE FOOL.CIGAR IN HAND.
222. 2.(mine own worst enemy)
223. Fax oh muse the delivered package of thought
224. loosen my stiffening joints oh vishnu, the preserver\
225. staverudra and siva/kali for yet awhile
226. fax the boiling blood from blue COLLAPSED
227. coldness
228. and yet let yellow reign IN the unchecked passions
229. destroy us and protect us from winter whimpering teardrops of melonic ice
230. ARLECHINO-LIKE HE STANDS DRESSED IN PATCHWORK COLOURS
231. the corporate world, is incorporeal &deceitful
232. Its fill-full of men in ignorant disguise
233. that are ape and pig and slimy fish
234. one day
235. i sat in a room full of such types
236. and I did not recognize their coming forth
237. agreed with their decisions
238. thought them friends when they enemies were
239. gave them keys to unlock the treasure store
240. and they pillaged me with ransom and with greed
241. filled their coffers to the skies tomb city
242. of the yawning madness and fear
243. hummed an aloneness
244. never heard before
245. you win some yu lose some
246. this is their motto for they scour the skies
247. for jets of light fill their taskets with gold
248. trinkets junkpiles, and pour venom on this earth
249. you win some you lose some, this is their motto
250. their trademark, copywrited through out the universe
251. while we sit and wait for the approaching end
252. grey-faced larvae, saclike Vedic, harbingers
253. of things to come neither the healing medicine
254. or the poisonous stance, the childs cry is not heard
255. and the race grows weary with its toil.
256. It is mute, dog madness.
257. science-man, hypocrite!mon semblable! mon ami!\
258. my toxic brain let me ask you and correct me
259. if i'm wrong, are yu always collecting things which might me
260. useful? such as a kick in the pants or a vial of urine?
261. is your facial expression varied? would yu use corporal punishment?
262. do some noises set your teeth on edge? does life seem vague
263. and unreal to you? are you rarely happy?
264. what is the shift that takes us out of it? that brings
265. to world to its knees begging for forgiveness
266. do you throw things away? or people?
267. let me ask yu and answer to the best of your ability
268. will yu work for me for free?
269. will yu give me your blood, your house, your poetry
270. my toxic brain let me ask you do yu tend to hide your feelings
271. and if the atom is 99% space, & nothing is solid
272. are you 99% empty?
273. was everything and everyone cardboard?
274. are you ordinary? have you lost your sense of the ordinary?
275. A.
276. The rabid animologist was still rabid
277. the numbers that grew longer, facts and figures
278. abounded
279. and those who read them
280. repeated
281. the hills were gone & the merchants of
282. the objects of merchandise
283. bottle, plastic or otherwise, can
284. all were double sealed so that their fingers
285. shook to open them a protection from the
286. psychos who wish to kill the world!
287. Oh!
288. B
289. Mercantile men knew the answers to everything
290. but no-one knew what anyone else was thinking
291. madness abounded.
292. And there were so many, quiet men about
293. quiet men with festering thoughts
294. with infected thoughts & who had time
295. and energy to kill each other, to eat food from storage bags
296. and many microwaves that the polygraph operator
297. Shook in his boots dismayed telling me this, for if he couldn’t
298. find the truth then who could?
299. if not him then who
300. in horse-sneeze county?
"The psychos..they beat the test -everytime"
he said
and they thought why bother with it
knowing the nature of this evil
why bother with courts and traffic tickets?
with fines and legislation
when the rents not paid
the polygraph operator told that that
There was dismay in the thick-broth air
That there was dismay in the salt-free air
Consternation abounds everywhere, wearing
rags of plenty & a lime green hat
and the psychos beat
the test every time, they said
why bother with anything with such people
if the truth can’t be found
& the lie is around? why not just
shoot them, each and every
single one?
PRESENTING THE ARGUMENT HE IS NOW
A CLOWN JUDGE WITH GLASSES
In the metabolism of the human animal
which is the rabid touch of
loving chemical on poisonous chemical'
mercurial toxicity, from lead to mercury
from the domain of pluto that which is closer to the
spinning bluest sun, one element is congealed together
to make this body, with fines and rents
and legislation not paid
the question that remains
was he a man? was he a good& true man
ragged forked wet and miserable, oh
Was he a good true man?….
this is heath man and yu can see his labored breath
truding uphill like Sisiphus always late
for appointments ready to catch
the next plane
to where exactly we do not know
where, to the hearts painful thrust, to Lust
to awaken all at once on a clean bed
and blink,blink,blink,the t.v. set is on
and i reached over grunting as an old man
grunts
in a grey month to switch it off.
HE TURNS THE WORLD OFF AND IS FROZEN
INTO A SMILE.
Its all a test signal, outside the Seagulls
criss-cross the air, pursued by cawing crows
and in the distance one solitary falcon sweeps
past the deaf&dumb falconer to
the far horizon with outstretched hands
high above
the glittering sea.
This is the pantothenic pun, word made flesh
and vice-Vera, that in the beginning called forth
fromits emptiness, a beyond colour, the first colour that
of first blue and the second that of first green and the third
haysttach yellow and the fourth that of brown
and the fifth that of reddish orange, then black
and white, to return to lunar blue outside my window
at 5.a.m.outside my window
there is the rattle of the garbage cans
and the veins of the blood and heart stand
receive waves, I believe from planets strange to
this system..,weird music is heard again
& the mythic pacific lies deep and murky
an ancient whale must be going by
thinks I
deep travels in his sleep
deep away in its travel days
away from the mystic sea
Oh i heard His music as I slept
shedding waves of sound
humming neath my pillow
the earth
lapping the cold waves
,eddies and furrows move like a sign o’ hollywood shakes
thru the blinding mind waves, a distant jet in the night,
reports earthquakes
awakens me from a hot sweat sleep from sleep to sleep
skipping like an oracular talking stone
upon a sea of mind
and i think Oh that there must be living life here
something must be going on here beneath
Here on this planet
Sleep hits me like a ton of Bricks
and i wink at the morning sun
whatever woke from this deep sleep
has gone to bed
in the morning sun
and i stretch my legs and prepare to run
on this wednesday of the raining
years of the millennia.
HE EXITS THE STAGE THEN POPS BACK IN.
the nine visualizations on a corpse
the real macoy
when the emperor chien long
pointed out to his minister the many
gorgeous and beautiful boats on
the yangtze river his minister replied
"i see only two boats here, that of fame
that of money"
remove the five attachments
extirpate the five desires
sharpen the sword of discrimination
and savour the five flavours of ch'an
learn to watch the breath
observe meditation and seek knowledge
the tao of greed is not the tao
the true tao is empty-mind
but who is doing the doing?
who is watching the watcher?
who is seeing the seer?
answer.
answer.
& there was no soft underbelly
on blah mountain
only hard granite and glacier stillness
cracking the endless avalanche of the spring soul
(possible music refrain from horse sneeze)
i listen alert as only mammals are ridden-ridden
spring-scented, alive
watching her
manvantaric this place is
i suck
on a smoke at the Empress lounge in
Vancouver, its impossible for me to
record this, the cities, the places, the events,
the times & customs
i have only the present clock where you are
i am
where I am you are no
not, no, not the breed of thing
itself
neither the heart nor soul
empty faces that gaze
out towards … what? Egypt
I guess, Sumeria,Atlantis,
Delphi, Sunset Blvd.Robson
7th Ave via condotti
mists of ocean......
there are no islands........here
and on the scabby earth
one bird
pours forth
song feast!
4.Ulysses reaches the Aeolian Isles
of The Imaginary World
here as the white frothed waves lap the
charred wood of the beating prow, and raise
the lip of the purple sea, here at longest sunset
at the
longest part of the year, heading towards the mainland
away from the isle of winds, away from the sacred
isle, the isle of the dead, the child is with me and
we watch the smoldering earth, shaking like
ragdolls for we have witnessed the death shrouded
day of reckoning carrying the bier over
the bright yellow sands our feet hot burning our
brows, feverish and the smell of death almost
warm, comforting, in our nostrils
we who traveled so far from the motherland
carrying the sacred flame, consulting to oracle
for this new him, witnessed the hazy mountains
above the waves, land of springs and wild boar
of mushroom, olive, laurel, thyme, of oak and pine
land thick with juice and knowledge beetle-led
landed on these pebbly beaches and rejoiced
far from out native land, witnessed, shook ourselves
like dogs and set about to claim
this virgin land; a new home new hearth
claiming
a home within our hearts,
beautiful as the rest was beautiful
raised a temple on the marchy swamps
dedicating it to the alien gods and to him-who-
carried-us-on his slippery back to deposit
us safe and sound, here, cala o..oo..oo
bria...bria..it was raining when we arrived and then the sun
Like a bright young pup shook itself and rainbows
fell. it was a day la lala la la hey ho! la la la leyla hey ha!
ha! ha! ha! we shook like timber in the rainfall sunlight
sound of buzzing bee and quercotil, sound of rock and
sunroar in our ears, the ocean shore, the wave big as
elephants hey hey hey ho! ho! ho!
5.Oedipus in Smogland
the cars circle me about, they surround me in the 4
directions of lost angels, the fourth dimension of the desert
world, sweat is on my brow and i am old, enfeeble racked
with bitterness, with falling disappointments, with lack
of essential oils minerals leached by plenty, made colourless
by colour, made pain racked by pleasure, the cars dodge me
like mechanical pups, self contained units of motion
to spin me to my concrete grave, to wave me the sirens
racking sob;my beard is quite white
those who carried me here on a bier into the land of condos
who spread out my ashes remember now my rage
an old mans rage vitroilic, shaking the fallen
trees that you slaughtered, stupid little man
that yu replanted in your fearful symmetry
fired to a crisp by a light sharper than gods snap
shot, bigger than an american dream, i, oedipus in the
u.s.a. garbage man, streetcarman, no-home man,
will work for food man, shopping cart man, cart
filled with nothingness as my eyeless sight is filled
with nothingness, all-one-world foolishness man
un-man in this culmination of man kind
if i could only place
bells on time
chains of time
& have time itself and have
it up for garters
but time is a thief
for you time thief is thievery itself!
accuse neither the first man
nor the last man of anything anymore
accuse you of
nothing at all.
i am open to yr spectrum
temporarily open to
the blasted weave of sound
the awful dust
of desert wind
my face mask-like
theatrical is wet
&
i am open to this blasted weave
that rages about my feet
a shopping cart for a throne
on this bridge on olympic ave
in los angeles in this
empty places of a city
I Oedipus in Smogland
Eyeless, toothless, am less
than
a place
that leaves nothing to
the imagination
headless
birds everywhere
burning
tires in the hot santa ana
winds
and fires burning beyond the
straight- line city
far-vaunted, much-fucked
it is always hot here
and the desert winds pick
up ash and smog and blow
into eyeless sockets
racks of thought and sends
then out
into the empty places
that leave nothing
am foolish & forgotte n?
I who was
who had an old mans rage
I oedipus in smogland
Eyeless, toothless, am less
than
am i foolish and forgotten?
& have you forgotten and if you
have forgotten the howling ceremony
of intent then you to your
of your fealities
there is no loyalty to kings
there is none
I Oedipus in smogland
Eyeless, toothless, am less
than
common man in came from you
and am reduced now below you.
O Thebes! Sunwhipped city!
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