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Today
Lightly, without a bottom:a present, a particle, a plastic bag.My important impression, intently columned.Post forward in hope of response.Vestured space immune to nothing,approached by nothing.No colors, no collective baggage.Nothing to pass down to smaller hands if smaller hands are created.Reoccurring travels passed the same street signs because this is the only way home and all…
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Today
Argyle and wool and other warm things,moving forward through walls, through sounds, through what does not belong to me. Transposing filtered grips, ceramic guards, manes smooth and unremarkable. A substance collector on some other moon, the specifics are cold and invisible.A walking rubber band returning and returning. Streets, a fist, square shoulders, only able to…
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Secondary Phenomenon
& twilight skies stuffed with blue, puncturedregionally & lower in your direction. Bellsimpressing a heavy construction, a recognitionof what was previous or what clacking it accompanied.Elemental measurements & potential equations, adding machines repetitively pressed as items are swept from shelf to basket. I am creating an accurate representation of myself, allied by little plastic bottles…
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Today
The lights controlled by some outside place, sitting in unchosen darkness.Saying the same thing, strained eyes and readjusting,this routine weekly bartering.We choose stories to tell, ones with arcs that reach the ceiling.We put them in envelopes and write names on them. Sensitive eardrums trailing through the pipes, which deposit what they carry elsewhere.There just isn’t…
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Sol System
Eloquent fastenings unspun, fired off onto the flatness of the landscape. The fond herding gathered strong, evened-off in inquiry. Piveting bridges constructed long after there is anywhere to follow. The great curve flecked with instinct and safeways. I am no longer interested in any of this, joining eventual semblance with clavicles prominent only in forlorn…
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From the Person Lodged Within
Dear Foundational Viaducts, What do you look like in small pieces and how close can I get before I taste your chalky soot on my breath? Disbeliefmanages to settle here though nothingis mandated. I have mastered this hierarchy,this large white space that greets eachevening and looks down upon me, despiteinward insecurities. I long to practicegranulated…
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Today
Opposed to the middle, land humminglike hamlets, deplorable vacancies and pasturesSettling words, often enticing,every line eventually leads straight.Inspiration located outside in unreachable realms, the insipid caw of something much older Making sense of impenetrable episodes that are shortened and condensed:My movie for you where I wave from a distance but keep moving ahead.No one really…
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Today
Reason intervenes and betrays no one as its impetus goes unquestioned,collecting things that get carriedand make us full of wrath, like tangible windows, windexed and pondered.Outside there are voices that do not come from withinManners approach lithely,wrestling the plaster that falls from above,what is obscured in habit:a large padded body that harms in turn
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Today
The prospect having arrived at the place,having been asked to be here. What great play do we submit?A rummage, ceaseless hand wringing.
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Today
Crest-ridden or disembodied,nuanced figments belabor the hard surface.Disbelief, instance, then predicament,the railroad and you fixing the pointuntil we are certain there is nothing left that waits.We ask questions, uncertain how to keep our eyes open.Our engaged retinas pass forward in repetitive language.Remember how this story repeats and stands awaiting reflection.
No Help for That | Jackie Clark 