Today was a lost day . I got a Maeve card > rhythms and cycles . honour your body . I’m down . I think I’m down / not dawning / in the old ways / & byways situated in play / of words (like this) / a studied void, if that’s what you see / or low spirits full to the brim / I begin with a skirty timorousness / designed to trouble / a book end like a factory wall / . an image echo . inverted destinations . outer is inner / and this is my verso .
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daeg > Tiw . second to moon’s. a balloon. a gossipy tunesday. crickets a trrrr-trrr-trrr-ing with a car’s low throaty hum and tripping chrrrrups pchrr-pchrr-pchrr. nyeow-chi’-chi’ dot the air thick with moisture . if you find yourself under water in the mouth of a shark . breathe . I roll my fingers like a fan, bones in my little pinky catch and the back of my neck pops. then again, when I turn my head. my cheeks and the nape of my neck are sticky and I can feel sweat above my top lip . I know the layout of the city .
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Fetch me a photo of a moment gone . is gone
but you knew that . your own photo blown up . speaking
of blow up . in it . innit. intuit it . enclosed en close
d by something else . some things else . INKlings . paper . tiny
coloured ink dots . papered . carried in interest
from dowries . did you know that? I didn’t . mine
was the use of a station wagon for a week . inhered
to vertical blinds bars fence ferns a suggestion of a satellite
antenna roof slant trees & bad feelings because the neighbour
partied for hours and hours and hours on xmas eve and then
had a slap down drunken lover’s argument said things
they should regret but probably won’t remember
as I do—I was feral today in my car being told to back up
on a narrow lane, MY narrow lane by a—fck plightness—
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& there is always a tweet a radio host I think from his profile the shape of commons by looks defending a position
& to be clear I’m alone but the main thing is to begin from the sink hole as the poet sayid ‘a new language is a temptation’* taken. The choice mine.
Shakers and bibbity saxes make my shoulder dance a pulse languid pulse / in a cool woven lace blue dressing gown for dressing up in lockdown on brand a Sunday plan and for the rest of the month I should say since—anyway the radio host made this beautifully ridiculous line against a graphic of a tampon: ‘curved string, needlessly provocative’ (‘for no good reason’)—I meant to start this two days ago / at the start / now I have two sets of memories, one real one fabricated but someone else said that / I spent those days serving no master but my own ambition / but someone else said that too / binge-watching days, this is a tough of days, a pact of days, a shake of days / ingrained & a hollow of repetition petition tition tion ion on on on n n /
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this is a provocation / a curve of fabric / this memory is fresh / a cotton gown as I look down needlessly folded the way it lands on my lap / I think I can see the floor through my legs
* Bernadette Mayer, Memory, 2020
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body minding dot connecting hook seeking kind
freaking moon draining time taking wall hitting
let’s project ads on the full moon as it comes across the sky
givn to my people
no nutrients to be found
n brown slop
you blogging up the system
can’t do much about tht
bodies abt 20 or so kilos
at time of dth
[stirring music]
here is the news
the PM wants us to have confidence in aged care
there’s an abc investigation airing tonight big news? no staff
get away with the bones a drunk driver slammed into a young family
out on a walk drunk and texting overdoses or poisoning at music festival
simplistic/pollies say zero tolerance complicated /parents say otherwise
lack of power and access rescue those flooded in
a city on the other side of the world rocked by nerve agent ex-spies
elsewhere govt vows to fight terror an armed attacker [a boy]
shot and killedotherskilled earlier in the week include a 12 year old
here seasonal workers not threatened farm workers working towards work
time now 6 to 8 strawberries contaminated by a needle in tasmania
berry obsession delightful oasis berrylicious black mal’s
someone hates strawberries
smashed the berlin marathon check of the roads a crash
2 cars traffic’s heavy as result take it easy through there
details about your journey can be found online
come closer closer i can’t hear you
i sik here/splchk fix me/i re fuse
i smallness in hope of not Kill
in the Path of storm
swollen rivrs
banks burst
deadly nslaught
will Face archrival after beating
a grndle dray and generly Sunny
significantly in the north west
turning south to south easterly
high Fire danger
currently news
have Mercy on the natural world
footsteps door Rattle
concerns about commuter times ‘more than 6
hours and your mental health suffers
speaking of such how is it out there
on the roads? a slow creep over the spit bridge
left my motorbike back in lismore a disgruntled employee
(ex) may have put needles in strawberries
there’s a monster storm
a stolen artwork found
in a museum in south australia
‘didn’t wake up this morning’ ‘my daughter’s commute an hour on the beach
ten minutes to work’ lived in the country a long time thrilled to be
in the city i can tell you yesterday we found that insurance arm of cba
fucking people over/major rip-offs banking tooprivatise risks of our lives
life can be dangerous companies are selling junk policies to get money
how can you test a policy? you’re paying for stuff you don’t know about
to a giant vampire squid you feel like a sucker but where will you find one
at this time of the morning?
PARVENU 