The Future (audio only)
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Anti-determinative, interminable, incomplete—the poem has nothing to do with truth or value.
This poem, for example, is philosophical, in that it doesn't seek things to believe but things not to believe.
Every sentence records a stretch of becoming invented as it goes.
It's decontextualization, rather than discontinuation, that time effects.
Both time and decontextualization may generate obscurity but so too might structure, otherness, and particularity even more than entropy.
Birds hatch, eggs are laid, nests are built, trees branch, seeds
sprout: it’s always time. Time to recognize the sipping
self as girded shelf supporting stuff conducive to supporting self
recognizing time making its attempt to install
itself with all its belongings. They include forebodings
and long descriptions of the rifle butts that press
against the past shouldered by the men of firing squads
and the verminous skin of dogs with mange even at a very young
We live in toppled times under a feat of tyranny; let’s not
fake getting lost, let’s do it, let’s not do it intermittently, let’s be
lost, disoriented and never to be bound so all can hear
the hiss of the adverbs we shoot into tyrants’ eyes, quivering
shafts slippery from limbs and aimed by eyes under feathered
lids. Our features are like stale bread, my headache bad