whites arent having babies
1832, Thursday,
8 7. 21
whites arent having babies
1832, Thursday,
8 7. 21
it wasnt until his rashness
physically damaged him and he had to heal had to rehabilitate his body that he
recognised patience being a patient was
demanding knitting made him submit and there were few things he willingly submitted
. . . the magic of the moment. .
. You don’t know why it’s happening but it’s happening.
a lesson learned
earnestly suggesting to the pricker there was more where that came from if they provoked him again
January 6
six months later his thinking hadnt changed
the Rule of Law Defense Fund seventeen state Republican Attorney General headedup by the Texan AG who was under
indictment helped advertise and outreach for Formers playdate
ah the virtue of immorality and lies
1756, Twosday, 6 7. 21
orators or actors
No means no
1431, Monday,
5 7. 21
dogs and cats shit they get their nose down in it and smell then they scratch and dig to bury their scent
this isnt a game
1806 or 606pm, Monday,
5 7. 21
stormy pushed the food around
with her muzzle didnt eat anything she was out of sorts
he put cellophane on her bowl and
refrigerated it
taking her down off the countersetting
her on the linoleum floor she was lethargic she squattedseemed content to do absolutely nothing
picking her up from the kitchen
floor he brought her into the livingroomtucked her against him with one arm and
placed a record on the turntable he didnt remember what he played then he sat on the rocking loveseat with her
on his lap
her breathing was laboured
she spasmed threefour times more
stormy died his wife was dead his girls were gone from home at college
Yah dontell him Life isnt fair not by a long shot
Americans are not who they
believe they are but rather who they
should be known to be in toto
Frederick Douglass
“Fellow-citizens, pardon me,
allow me to ask, why am I called upon to speak here to-day? What have I, or
those I represent, to do with your national independence? Are the great
principles of political freedom and of natural justice, embodied in that Declaration
of Independence, extended to us? And am I, therefore, called upon to bring our
humble offering to the national altar, and to confess the benefits and express
devout gratitude for the blessings resulting from your independence to us?
“I am not
included within the pale of this glorious anniversary! Your high independence
only reveals the immeasurable distance between us. The blessings in which you
this day rejoice are not enjoyed in common. The rich inheritance of justice,
liberty, prosperity, and independence bequeathed by your fathers is shared by
you, not by me. The sunlight that brought life and healing to you has brought
stripes and death to me. This Fourth of July is yours, not mine. You may
rejoice, I must mourn. To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated
temple of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were
inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony. Do you mean, citizens, to mock me, by
asking me to speak today?
“What, to
the American slave, is your Fourth of July? I answer: a day that reveals to
him, more than all other days of the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to
which he is a constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted
liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds
of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciation of tyrants, brass
fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your
prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious
parade and solemnity, are, to Him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and
hypocrisy — a thin veil to cover up crimes that would disgrace a nation of
savages. There is not a nation of the
earth guilty of practices more shocking and bloody than are the people of these
United States at this very hour.
1024, Monday,
5 7. 21
Did you say I?
Ayeaye I did he
smiled wrylyvery pleased with himself he was high
What possessed you?
I suppose that would depend upon
your definition of possessed, wouldn’t it?
No
No? he tipped his head like a dog
hearing a whistle only he could hear Care
to explain?
I can listen Ya define possessed I said I didnt know
No. I don’t think I will.
You think everything you say
ought to be recorded?
Hell why not Why do you think I have these toetotoe
battlesconversations with corporate underlings who have their heads up their
ass and believe were gonna to submit to corporate dalliance without complaint
or rancor
This call may be recorded for
quality and security purposes.
Horseshit Inside every call tree yare assured by a
recorded voice calls may be recorded No Ask
for a transcript Theyll say they have to
submit a request curtly
Submit That will take twentyfour to
seventytwo hours. Okay Fine Todays
Tuesday morning Ill expect a telephone call Friday morning Seventytwo hours that hangs like shitty coils of flypaper in
the phone line Youve called their
bluff An likewise youve given them ample
opportunity to admit that not every call is recorded akin to the threat of a surveillance camera
in a lobby is recording which isnt
legitimate the cameras a mockup its sole purpose is to inspire fear
Inspire fear?
Were basted in fear
Do you think you’re fearless?
Innarestin is ambivalent Try again
So your every utterance should to
be recorded?
Why not What I say might be garbage but then one mans garbage is another mans
treasure
they quit
Yare stroking your chin
they quit
Yare worrying your lips
My voice comes from behind a mask you most want to see your deceit my words cradle you theyre coloured whirlingvapours the smell of incenses they live inside flickering quivering small candleflames
Yacant possibly note
them verbatim or commit to memory
They have to be recorded
An when were lied to those lies need to be called out held
up
Theyre liars
he left it out in the open inside
his studio
DISTILLATION
I say what I think and having
said I think of it no longer I
evacuate to make room for more My brain
like my bowels and bladder and lungs I empty to refill to empty again filling and emptying again and on until that time when death will finally quietly empty me completely a warm grateful squeeze
and spasm where in my bed on a floor or
into the earth will weep the vestiges of what I had been
I will sorely miss being unable
to sit or kneel in my stuff like a small curious child to sort or pull through
it discovering its trembling treasures its funk and fuck In it are my bright happinesses my ugly
horrors
a little different look makes a difference
shave
and a haircut two bits get lost
drop dead or some
other facetious response
new hair colour
makeup
makes a difference
he didnt have roommates now
things were no longer a cakewalk
he told his buddybecause he stood
up to their wedding Excuse me all to
hell she aint dead
Dead? Whadaya mean she’s not dead?
I witnessed her vow till dead do us
part She may think she can ditch the to
have and to hold to love and to cherish but she aint dead
Ah, well, there’s actually a
simple answer . . . she’s not interested in parting . she’s bringing boyfriends home.
he didnt do anything wrong
0944, Saturday,
3 7. 21