I have pounded my head into the pavement
more than once
bah

bam stuffing the air with words which subsequently collect
nonsense and worse
tamper packed bundle—blunder  and—bust

one more person passes through this passing world
write that at this writing brain damaged
my country she festers

stink stinks and stank
the local pragmatic cadaver
would s/he think her/himself someone special

mama downloading some new someone special
some one special slob
better to die doing something I like

than to die while trying to escape
from a nursing home
clad in a pamper



so that the spectator can no longer separate from present
when perfect

mistaken    projection    wishful?    Self
inflates        on such ideas)

it too must be revisited            thinking    (what is it?
another mere word    surgery
contend then        ceasing
to contend        yet continue

since by peace the violent perceive    threat
sustaining attack seeming otherwise whatever intended not knowing self
nor how self is perceived

and perhaps most of all penal condition institute due servitude
if peace peculiarly exposes one to human violence

sleeper croon flat man and boneless declare nothing
but liquid slant substance blown
already wrapped in receding murk    the charm of human

hostility

today
overcooked



part two
taser phone relict    already

the immediacy of ars facere
artifact

dead faced suspect preceded by
his        deadened word
each word left

undefended

to resuscitate a cadaver    to
defibrillate    someone made dumb

stammering book bleats when disgust w/the book
strange things to say        but
witness this associate glut

book shelved between dusty books

confusion regarding place    the specific features        lacking
the language for that        and so substituting abstract

fantasy            something

some        thing

something ruins
the air


recently approved by the Los Angles City Council but entirely appropriate to

support locally everywhere (but especially here in Asheville) a Cyclists’ Bill of Rights

indeed and in deed…eh, that it might appear as follows:

—CYCLISTS’ BILL OF RIGHTS—

WHEREAS, cyclists have the right to ride the streets of our communities and this right is formally articulated in the North Carolina Vehicle Code; and

WHEREAS, cyclists are considered to be the “indicator species” of a healthy community; and

WHEREAS, cyclists are both environmental and traffic congestion solutions; and

WHEREAS, cyclists are, first and foremost, people – with all of the rights and privileges that come from being members of this great society; and

NOW, THEREFORE, WE THE CYCLING COMMUNITY, do hereby claim the following rights:

1> Cyclists have the right to travel safely and free of fear.

2> Cyclists have the right to equal access to our public streets and to sufficient and significant road space.

3> Cyclists have the right to the full support of educated law enforcement.

4> Cyclists have the right to the full support of our judicial system and the right to expect that those who endanger, injure or kill cyclists be dealt with to the full extent of the law.

5> Cyclists have the right to routine accommodations in all roadway projects and improvements.

6> Cyclists have the right to urban and roadway planning, development and design that enable and support safe cycling.

7> Cyclists have the right to traffic signals, signage and maintenance standards that enable and support safe cycling.

8> Cyclists have the right to be actively engaged as a constituent group in the organization and administration of our communities.

9> Cyclists have the right to full access for themselves and their bicycles on all mass transit with no limitations.

10> Cyclists have the right to end-of-trip amenities that include safe and secure opportunities to park their bicycles.

11> Cyclists have the right to be secure in their persons and property, and be free from unreasonable search and seizure, as guaranteed by the 4th Amendment.

12> Cyclists have the right to peaceably assemble in the public space, as guaranteed by the 1st Amendment.

And further, we claim and assert these rights by taking to the streets and riding our bicycles, all in an expression of our inalienable right to ride!

“See you on the Streets!”



the need to uppercut
intellectual pretension

an emphasis on universal
fallibility seeks state

perhaps
approval

allow me sir
to say then that I

I am the stout
fist of a superior

law not given by state but so
stated by self such that

that law I  since assume
by self-styled

necessity another
knarl deemed fit

to gun down on site any visible
or invisible consistent


men // men

19Dec08


do say some
men bust in doors

do say some men

some men bust
in by order doors


alike / unlike

18Dec08


in an afternoon alike
unlike any other a
dog passes its life tied
to a wooden box barking


and / so and

17Dec08


in this place and that
it is enough

in this place and that
it is enough that the people

that the people
people “at the next levels down”

it is enough that the people
“at the next levels down”

suffer
concerns

it is enough

it is enough and it isn’t
is it and so

and so

and so and
so and

and so they are made to suffer by cumulative increment

more
and more

hardship

such collective suffering passes in shadows almost unseen
while all embrace uplifting slogans



having a memory of placement in time from childhood

do say some
she fills it with spirit
the digital reproduction
of an intrinsic

abstraction and how the original interpretation of that memory thus persists

he fills it
she fills it and
abstraction
implies radical possibilities

despite reevaluation of that memory from cumulative distances

do say some fill it
with spirit and resist
the digital reduction
of that



thirteen thirteen thirteen
thirteen so far

thirteen thirteen
thirteen so far

thirteen thirteen thirteen

thirteen thirteens
thirteen so far

so far it
so far it
so far

it is enough
thirteen

it is enough