Oh, you always knew, these stories end
in happy, ever after all prior imaginat-
ural re-act- respond-responsible sponsor
the entire show, all the characters abide
— in the over spill from my still puddle.
Contained in imagined actions intuited as smart monkey may with on key,
onoroffofffffffffff first thirst for secrets only we know, we know we belong
in Bedlam, where the innocent took patience and second hand smoke
As signal to shut up and paste your offer before you prythee, themsrules.
Where one part ends, the next begins,
this is the measure of new stories retold, from
ever ago, we were thought
to be ant-like, then hobbitish,
but ne’er an era of errors exalted its owned self,
like ours,
above all that has ever been
called GOD, the whole Elohim, Shiva, ‘n’ Vishnu ‘n I’
the way the jot is spoken has yoked many in one joke.
Laugh it off… no private interpretai- see you saw ai every
aight, that’s recog
where, there
see co-gnosis, we both know, qwerty guy knows nothing
but the ropes, right-rtink that fast-
we act as if we know, each act, which next is ours in might
to take as granted
when we pray according to the ritual requiring agreement,
as to whatsoever whatsoever actually ritually means, don’t
you agree?
Idle, notice, that sign, signals demand, don’t you
wanna know,
what people who know what whole books of words
meant to say, to us today… each day begun to done, dance
con carne, contest, uwin, u recognize the enemy, first sight,
?
See, how soon we see ourselves as good, we the people
at the level of the set who hold among ourselves, many rights,
among which, id est, estimate the worth of any idle mind,
-caughtcha lookin’, did you mean to not know, I never
had you in mind, it was a once and for all leap
thinking I can not matter,
recollected from childhood exposure to fire,
at the temperature of press rats and warthogs,
far’cical magi-ical proof whoof, burning ring of fire
black holes, every body knows, Lads and Lassies, welcome
the familiar spirit shared
– Black holes during Covideo lllook just like that eye…
– and sauron meaneth nada jed,did I say?
open nothing hid, no lost chord claimed found in a twist
to the Phyrgian melody beneath the entire musical theme,
– Everybody knows
any riverwise teller of twenty times twice-told tales,
of sevens, stacked in stories, never ending, fringe elements
left hanging by Cavendish and Nik, and the otherswitdrut’ergnots.
– I never witnessed a tip of his hat, but you think he did,
– after the hallelujah
– that sequence in the mass message added to xmas.
A laugh line in the common flow of knowing through containment,
exposure to the urban mind projecting projects in the elvis ghet-toe.
Jam-Ping, I think, I never thought of that that, stutterwuwei, easy
land and breathe – Bed-Stuy, yeah, I know a guy,
back when we was alla James Dean, and Marlon Brando, Marlboro
Logo’t’t eeee we seeee please
this is us. this is the enemy
what a ride
alive.
a sigh of relief, belief acted on and on, and so on, life can be easy.
