plumb me

ive got easter island heads talking at each other
ive got songs for drella in my noise cancelling ears
ive got pier paolo passolini’s 120 days of sodom on the rewind—
and a mustard solo on a hebrew national on a bun
ive got heironymous bosch and francis bacon painting pope innocent x from the far side of a darkened tunnel
ive got the temerity of a titmouse—black crested, if u please—on the tail end of a northern expansive migration as the days weeks + years heat up
glue me to a rack / spin me on ur catherine wheel / plumb me with ur pear of anguish
hours loop and neutrinos shoot thru us
what are we doing to make a difference?
wait
can i monetize making a difference?
wait
give me some nam june paik video feedback
there
that’s better
how do i brand this?

What I’m Reading:

subversive angels flutter like pigeons from a rooftop,
this stripped and starving earth is not a grave

— Martín Espada / “Hands Without Irons Become Butterflies” / Imagine the Angels of Bread