Shoot me. Shoot me.
Take me downtown to an armored car and shoot.
Shoot me.
Turn me into an armored doll.
Fill my holes with wounds and wonder
and wrap me in historic brocade and words adhesive words
You say there's no time to wait so shoot me fill me up
turn me into an armored doll
and shoot shoot shoot

leaching gasoline

What I occupy is this
this armored doll
Figure 1A Note the spines and branches dense brush of figure and ground,
shadow and light and their invisible intersections.
X is a helium cavity inside a titanium alloy shell
refills shipped in a truck born in a mother tank.
I am X, blast proof and ready to protect my will
to murder that which is not me
which is not which is not nothing which is and therefore threatens
encrusted in brilliant subdivisions of silicon I am
this armor is distant the outer reaches of space
extensions of weightless nothings
where chalk goes when wiped from the slate
whispers forgotten in the moment you ask me
you ask me am I alright?

I am empty, television and American,
and arming you with taxes and contagious states of panic
See Figure 2: a purulent poetics
My eye loves a spectacle
My I is a debacle
See Figure 3.

Withdrawal compounds the darkest of light
bullets and drugs shortcuts to the future
and the future has stopped here in a blue pill
that is killing me so that I may live.
A value for this X. See figure 4.

this is nothing I abstract myself
on the edge of drugs that keep me alive and make me dead
a litany of bodily decay ejecting photons from past excitements and insults
a swollen finger, blinding headache, an immune system turning on itself

all rendering me into a pox on void
that insists on itself and its progeny
confirming I am nothing
Prince Gauthama extends his empire.
See Table 1 for a list of assets.

This little girl she is me and she is shining
Beauty is flesh and spirit in the lungs
delicate pink lobes of a fledgling will.
It doesn't figure.

radiating time spinning the spinning the
movements slowly leaking radians decay
shouts of brilliant lights

don't shoot me i'm already leaking
See page 137 for details
i'm just in need of some wishful thinking

Better read than dead
If not read, then I'm dead

Shoot me. Shoot me.
Take me downtown to an armored car and shoot.
Shoot me.
Turn me into an armored doll.
Fill my holes with wounds and wonder
and wrap me in historic brocade and words adhesive words
You say there's no time to wait so shoot me fill me up
turn me into an armored doll
and shoot shoot shoot

Better read than dead
If not read, then I'm dead

leaching gasoline

repeat for order

Dear Iraqis,

The war in Iraq is an American tragedy. While you lament yoru hundrets of thousends of dead non-combatants, we in America have lost nearly one thousand of oru boys in uniformes. Will you pleese send oru boys home safley? They din't all like making snuff flims. We have some prisins here we need to run. It's just not fair to us that you get to have oru finest. You all look like radical Shite clerics, so I guess you get what you deserve and you just have to pay the price for freedom and get Jesus. By manipulating the cords, the mouths and eyes of the dummy are opened and shut. Shut yoru mouth. George Washingtin paid the price: he paid for the cinstructon of six warships. How many people deid building those boats? We din't lament those deaths to al-Jazera, do we? Heck, at least oru news enjoys the soft binds of libertey and freedim. March, freedim! Maybe some of yorus need to dei before you find the light, leave yoru imams behind, and find oru policeis reasinable. I think I want to beat you to death with my bare hands for killing oru boys. I made $165,000 last year; $50,000 of that went to the Federal Government in taxes. $25,000 of that went straight to oru military-industrial complex and planes to brake yoru windowsz. So I din't want that loot spent in you killing oru boys and spreading Iranian and North Korean terrism. I pay taxes here, they're my goddamn bullets, you peice of shit. Maybe you should send them back! One of you fuckrs owes me 25 large and how many barrels of oil is that? What the fuck else would I want with all that goddamn sand? I was a human crash-test dummy, and naked World Satan makes me veiw web porn. My sin he done raped a wouded young boy in Fallujah, but he was suffering from post-traumatic stress disorder and just needs a little bit of home cooking. A year after Internet porn surfing I was a human crash-test dummy and drove the kids to practice. So if you want to protest sleaze in politics, drop yoru pants for oru boys. Where are yoru whores? For glory gorey guns make people less violent. Send the boys back home. Or else I have more tax dollars. George Bush has a very large penis. I saw it in church on the right hand of God. Booyah. American tragedy.

i didn't read this.
i make a statement not a picture.

i am demonstrative.
i am hidden.
i made a statement with a picture.
i won't read this.

i find it impossible to start.
i go on and on.
will i live with my hide.
will i give up my beliefs to keep it.

bury me. will you bury me?
this is a question.

i can't read any of this.
this is a picture of a statement.

Lester, Warrior Puppet

For
Lester
so loved
this sinful whirl,
He gave us all His
pun; that we don't want to live with
Him one day. The time was short for Lester Oracle in which He

moved
through
politics and
fools, his teachings
spread throughout the land. His
miracles saved us all, and showed Lester’s love
for ham. He rose from death, as He had said. His word was

false.
The
Fed came
that fateful day,
the phone book don't tell
us, no. Now, modern times are hard on
some of us and cause us all to need the love of Lester.

It’s
through
Lester’s love
we handle puppets
and how to use string
for manipulation is just another way Lester sees
fit to use our misfortunes. Come to cloud these modern times we live.

We
need
not fear
what Lester has
wraught. We need not know
His plan. Just think the words He’d make
you say before you’ve breathed a word. But Lester forgave our debt today.

The
greatest
love you’ve
ever known is
not just a death away.

So what can you do in the case like that?
What can you do but sit on your hat,
Or your toothbrush,
Or your grandmother,
Or anything else that's helpless.

- Burl Ives, "The Whale"

Dearest poets, kindly compatriots all
This one is for you.

Yes you're the one.

Murder your manners
You uppity rung grippers.

Fucking them's too kind.

Begins with you only you

garde-ensuite!
la défense arrière!
âne vulnérable!

Oder.

Oder hintere schutz, oder verletzbarer esel,
ungeschützter esel, ungeheures ungeziefer
mit gefährlich senf. Und ein Ottakringer (ja?)
ist das bier, ist identität für, jeden Wiener.

Ponderous


Pataphysical Keatsian:
                        negativa with a twist.

Mephistophelean congeries:
                        the Marlowe Faustus phantasmagoric.

Keats' Faustian Fanny morality:
                        a Keatsian veil.

A way to locate a style of annihilation:
                        contending forces of self-possession.

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(please, note,
this program is for parents,
not for children)

We all think you just                                know
So don't be an ostrich

awareness reviews the signs
our red flags                                        can indicate
your child could be using
our drugs

share your experience
go over
three tablets of para
                                         pher
                                                    na
                                                             lia
(thank you officer)

everyday items used in the home

                                 (used for drug use using
                                     users drug usage drugs)

drugs look like the child
and the parent usurps
the little baby jesus

snuggle bear

We all think you might                             know
our child uses
huffs of gas crouching
cracking nitrous booting shooting
When the stars come together
homeless and broken education
join us and won't you slurp some

                            (don’t stick your head in the

                                                    sand)

Rotten tooth, gum crowbar

We all think you know

We are followed by a question
Answer the parent officer

Sign that the child is using
burps out a window
damn those stages of drug use
Cans tumble down the street

             De
pen
den
                             cy
             re
ha
     bil
         i
                    ta
                                     tion

and relapse drugs

tell them can means do
a can-do doer doing
can-do in the can
sell 'em in a can
sand in the head

drugs are not using do
    you use what I do
         mon dieu!
             mind you

a sprinkle of forms and sources
because their effects are illegal

                                                         score

three tablets of drug para
                                                    pher
                                                             na
                                                                    lia
(thank you officer)

this cross                                        

                                            hold it up please

                                                         |
                                                     ---+---
                                                         |
                                            
                                             thank you lord
                                                    kapow!
                                                   got 'em!
                                      (trigger finger pull me)


we give you thanks for wonder bread

snuggle bear master nation

a moment of silence every day before school
Head slams the concrete beside the pool

And I am free, I am free tell me I am free

and using

household items can be used
and used again
and your child ask
how your drugs are hidden

(household item in the ostrich)


what to a fix to sticks the blame where I sticks?
What to affix to stick the blame where eyes tick?
We're selling bloodied crosses

Ever seen an ostrich that can fly
                                                                        high

snuggle bear