It must be true that things happen. Things
happen to you in a democracy
same as anywhere else
in the same democracy
you received ideas about doing one thing first
so you wouldn't slip into
doing another thing later.
One thing was ascendancy
not by accident first
you'd need to talk with yourself
straightforward as possible.
You have to hear a break from the social unit
made in your own voice.
Unless there is funding. Then there will be travel
and you'll be above things happening for a long while.
Otherwise be lean.
Perhaps your hair has gotten long
and I think you should
look like a wild horse.
You are rising above your mother-
why should your hair not be very long
Very poor at first, there will be no name
for the thing you do until later.
That thing you do, bright eyes
etc. they are going to love you
in the boardroom. This is how
I was told too late
to avoid middle management
a thing you might slip into
if you're not the logo,
you're the logo maker.
In the same vein of knowledge
was salt eating for unwanted pregnancy.
It must be true
things happen. Some things are
little babies, rental units, too tired to fuck
trying to walk on water
not to actually walk on the water
but just fast enough you don't go under.
Some things are happening everywhere
but the supply chain is inefficient
and medicine takes months
to reach the hinterland.
Having the kind of skin where
things come in but not back out.
Things on TV. Things on the wall.
Seeing things. Descending
a staircase in the hall of higher education
where is the will of excess time
now to play detective to? If I am caught
I must disengage myself. If I was not poor enough
then I must be so now. If I am another thing
what will not be surveyed
how will it not be
worked into a lather of originality, another thing
above things happening?
Jonah tread slime in the belly of a whale
and I must too. For if music from the workers
working on the rental unit
reaches our ears, everyone is mired
in the same things at once.
Everyone tossing everyone
overboard, on shaky ground, rhetorical, ourselves
not the minister but the minister's daughter.
Placing cakes around, moving through its layers,
moving up. Well if I did one thing
I'll do another.
For until one is commodified,
there is heroin, the champagne to draw back,
Concerning all acts of innovation and celebrity
there is one elementary truffle
the ignition of which kills
and splendid plastic:
that the mondo one definitely
then proliferation moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help one
that would never have otherwise occurred.
A whole stream of executions
issues from the décolletage
raising in one's favela
all manner of unforeseen incoherence
and material assimilation,
which no one could have dreamed
would come their way.
Whatever you can do or dream you can, belay it!
Blindness has gender,
power point and magnets.
Belay it now.