Heavy Weather

Can we live together        in serious air?
     melon-trail tango remittance
killed by punks
   real Italian pizzaz
         & all the radios are Polish
in this hateful neighbourhood
     maybe a voice coach could articulate your feelings
Here in the West
   where each light is a different hour
and the language we think in
      is fear for our mothers
not praise for our creators, who are tinkertoy engineers
      choo-choo!
Buildings like cardboard boxes
      Your fine paperback architecture
from Beijing      the albumen of being

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At the wisdom convention
      "key waves in post-decoherence"
when I get sad, I language it, in bed
it's bad
a faith peeler      Our Lady of Great Expectations
"he had an erection for a week!"
       another gripping moment on the way to
  salvation from everyday meaninglessnesslessness

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I unplugged your typewriter on my way out
     to spare the cat composition anxiety

  humming stormy morning

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You drive like my grandmother
        dead since 1939

When I collaborate, I betray myself
     but when I assimilate, I'm just fitting in
"Who's in charge? You, god, or your Mom?"
      What's for dinner &
   who's cooking

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David Bohm surfing his particular wave
    ahem
in a "flux of fundamental participation"
     snow flakes

        case out the figments of houses