Sabbath genesis And on the seventh day god rested saying
Let there be deleuze and there was Guattari
aberrant Guattari
and her mother Mona Mother
Mona of the clothes and snows staring, staring there at the calender of space/
some period straining at her bit. the theological period rounded in the plateaus of Mister Guattari's mother, and her endless performances
and that was the fifth day ,
and the 34th plateau of their leaves in the telling of their riddles
and the quag mire hoofed
played the sunny day parlaying in the aporia of kitches
and rain sin the great,
the truly great deterritorialized spaces
Above the Repressed
America O America O Canada
not Caliban
kNot ban ban not ban NotBeula land
Of the bliss making trees
and the rhizome rattle roll
and the rocketed scientist show
of the simple rhymed love of the stave down stage
and the stare crossed body without organs
of the moutain and the chinee
and the simple chinned suave of the thing thing
thing there it's all whirly pearly wooh
flagrant as the flute you
play into our music
Mona do you play music, and she, Jill
was it her name? said
I play flute
2.
She play foot whilst chasin a welfare check hangin at the food bank knowing the capitalist ecnomny flows from eating out the hungry and spitting out the rich, a diggers society if ever there was one. she play the flute hanging at the food bank, watching the rich get deadlier and the poor mangier. what same of flood is this? what deluge of massacre and mayhem, sticking and stinking their noses in somebody else`s business, while climbing mountain and walking off ledging jumping from helicopter and ballasting off jets.
Mona knew she was never a solider but a mother , a mother of rearing and reading as it worked in the call of parents and loves.
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this from the fictions series. its older and being recast
Poetry is a way of life. Make yer own bloody body without organs. We are difference engineers, ok?
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More later, good book!
Each day yer diction creases, the gold and fold ing drapery
of
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