Sunday, November 26, 2006

I heard scratching and crying under my sink, so I pulled a panel away and a cat came out. The cat is in my room. The cat must belong to my neighbour, but she is not home. She might be dancing. The cat's friend next door cries for it. This after the german shepherd tried to attack my great aunt at Thanksgiving. No one seemed to care that that dog was trying to attack a 91 year old woman. So I had to keep the dog away. And now this cat. I love cats, of course. That was the first time I met my aunt and a lot of people at that party. No one seemed concerned that the dog was trying to attack her, that it was trying to pull her walker away from her.

Saturday, November 25, 2006

My rituals have become increasingly strong in the 21st century because I am only partly understood by many people with bad complexions shining in the vestibule. There will be a series of violent acts in this developing society. Why? For three reasons.
1. A series of temptations - all resisted by fantastical me.
2. The fan's not spinning, but I say it it.
3. T.S. Eliot's "The Wasteland" contains a lot of conventional elements.

The man you're supposed to like wears clean clothes. The other one is pock marked. He loves her because of her teeth, her small hairs, and her neck. She wears full-length dresses of the earlier period. The man in all white wore all tan today and, again, he lunged at me. He can spot me from very far away. When he sees me, he runs toward me. I hid behind a wall and watched him the other day. He does not run at other people - only me. He runs at me! I also found out how he makes his all white clothes all tan. He pours coffee on himself and laughs. He has nice long hair and the beard I cannot grow. My enormous attraction to a certain kind of outfit. How my childhood was punctuated by red. Under the skins of animals. The villain becomes an emplyer. Elegiac. Meliorist. Priapism. He is of the laconic style. That is his style. Downright garrulous. He fights me with purity. Do not use purity when you fight me. An importunity. The school marm. The dancehall girl. She grew out of a mudpuddle. She bloomed in a mudpuddle. The boy on the heap on the hill. My rituals have declined in the 20th century. One bomb came down and then another one three days later. Three days. Give me a pattern of initiation. That is all I want. If someone gives me a pattern of initiation, I will take it. I hate how I have to come up with these patterns or find them on the internet. Give me the pattern and I will follow it. Oedipal implications.

Friday, November 24, 2006

And with it, they raided my profile. Hula and I, we went to the hospital. We, Hula and I, went to the hospital. Kalaboy is dead. Do not drink from the stream - that's where the leptosporosis is at. Darts come out of the tube and land in the tuba. I am on one end and my friend is on the other. We yell for the football players. We were football players 6 out of 7 days. On the seventh day, we went and watched a game. When two people are in love they can sleep on the blade of a knife, Ted says. The man wears all white one day and laughs at me. He wears all tan the next day and lunges at me. The third day, he's in the cop car. They leave his bike in the gutta. Blue and white tiles are on the floor. Red and white tiles are on the walls. A man with a towel is at one end of the room. I am in the pool. A woman nearly choked at the sandwich place the other week. Her husband saved her life with the Heimlich maneuver, but you're not supposed to call it that anymore. I felt like I should have been the one to give her the maneuver. At first, I thought her husband wasn't doing it right. I wanted to push him to the side, but my cowardice came through. As it turned out, he was doing it right. I thought it was just under the bellybutton, but it's below. If someone is very fat or pregnant, you do it up about the chest. After the choking, a man talked to me. He had a fascination with Custer. After I spoke with him, I went on the internet and re-looked up local sex offenders. I thougt I recognized him as one of them, but I was wrong. He had a lot of scars on his wrists from what must have been attempts at anything. He was drinking a lot of coffee and I imagined it spilling out of him.
Elizabeth Gore, 1774 - supposed to be my Cherokee grandmother. Watched the Chiefs game and the man next to me told me he's native american - wasn't rooting for the Chiefs of the Broncos. Told me about the poor quality of American cars. Spent a lot of time in a Toyota. They dropped one, waited three days, then dropped another. Three days. The man was exposed to radiation. I have a relative named Alpha. I have one named Delos. I have a walker with tennis balls on the bottom and a German shepherd that's afraid of it. Not who, that. Not that, who. It was an instance of inlaws versus outlaws. I talked to my father for the first time in over a year. Again, he told me that he likes to read Paul Theroux - he likes to read anything that's written well. I like to read anything that is not written well. He asked me if I am in a doctoral program. His friend thinks I should pursue a terminal degree. His friend thought my dad's pocket knife was really cool, so his friend got on the internet and bought the same knife. They hunt together and ride motorcycles. Your children are being too nice to you. Your time clay pigeon shooting with them was too pleasant, wasn't it. They are being too nice to you. Look for missing thousands of dollars. Elizabeth Gore, 1774. The first Stevens in America was a ship builder. I suppose he didn't like the idea of going west right away. The Revolutionary War. Before she died, she told us of our Cherokee grandmother - very unlikely. Grandfather sits, speechless. The belt that keeps his in his chair has rainbows on it. He has the same teeth he has always had. Is he waiting for the drive around the lake? Is he waiting for the new American car? But that native american, Dave, at the bar said Am cars are no good. Toyotas. As he told me about the Toyota, he made signs with his hands. There are no pronouns in sign language? They have their own sign language on Martha's Vineyard? I could have had a child? A shipbuilder. A 91 year old great aunt that a German shepherd wants to bite. The turkey is good because we flipped it. They bought the same knife. He sets my dad up on dates and wants to know why I am not in a doctoral program. He wants to know why I am not dead. Why is your son not dead? Yes, well I have that same knife. I did not have to buy it on the internet - my dad gave it to me for graduation. So we can all have the same knife. If I get into a car accident, I can cut myself out of the car. A guy at a bar once had something wrong with his hash pipe, so I let him use my knife to clean his hashpipe. One of the blades is called a sheep's foot. I was being too nice. I knew about the thousands because I counted them all in the worst room I can imagine. I know all about email and buying knives on the internet. I know about lawyers who ride bikes, eat lunches, and tell my dad lies about me. He thinks we have the same knife. It is a life of confrontation. One after the next. It is a life of stacked and stained cups. It is a life of little people in my fingernails. 1774, she sat on some unearthly shore. This was before everything was covered with plaztic. Before 100 years of moving pictures and entertainment magazines. She must have pulled her skirt over her head. He must have pushed whatever she could into her ears before she started making signs. Sign language is now appropriate. It's the way I will get along with dad.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

There will be storms this evening. They will be severe but isolated. They will be severe, but they will be isolated. They will be severe and isolated. When they are severe and isolated, they come.

Terrified of (fascinated by):
islands
successful middle-aged men
wom

I am a meliorist, but I do not like it when I meet other meliorists. A chromosomal problem. Little fires above the fingernails. Ten minutes of tingling. Ten times ten. Do you have enough?

Brian Turner-Gerlach hit me so hard in football practice. Pat Boltz hit me so hard in football practice. Reid Kapapa cut open my forehead because he has long fingernails. Capt Cook's descendent played defensive end. My ancestor ate your ancestor's heart.

She ordered meat for dinner.

Hide in a small dugout - my father's horses - walked over to the house - the front door isolated - the roof is a storm - they will come, the man with the chromosomal prob tells me - I have a prob on the chromo level - a chimney and a large fireplace - not before he fell dead - insulted in Fort Hays - ears ringing - four men killed - a elegant piece of machinery - I avoid strong lights - my vision is bad at night because my eyes are sensitive to light - the children gathered in the morning - the children gathered in the fireplace

I will be different this time. I will be different in a different way. I said, "tell me something surprising - even if it's about squirrels." I said, "I never laughed once with my tongue inside."
A guy at a party showed me his dream machine. It was actually a flicker film - wasn't like what Burroughs made. My brother launched a pingpong ball in Burroughs' drink. He got angry, creaked. Only call the police if you have to. Nick Call-the-Police looks for Pendleton shirts. A man came out of the forest near Burroughs' house and knocked on the door.
"Do you have a daughter? May I take your daughter out on a date?"

I went on a date.

"Will you look at me?" Burroughs said. He was old at this time - his daughter would have been old enough to be someone else's mother. He did not call the police. You do whatever you have to do before you call the police. You send the man over to the neighbour's house. The neighbour is a judge. He has a 15 yo daughter.

Burroughs cannot find someone who knows how to repair his swordcane. He reads a book by Mario Puzo. I am making a piece of art for a rich lady. She thinks it is a big brass tube.

The guy at the party showed me his flicker film. As I knelt in front of a small tv and loaded the disk into the dvd player, he draped a sheet over me. He turned off the lights and left me in the dark. I started the disk and closed my eyes. First, I saw blacks, greens, and reds. Yes, my childhood was punctuated by red. Then I saw black and pink. Pink. Finally, I saw tan. One girl claimed to have seen people wearing suits and skating. Another girl made cupcakes topped with plastic dinosaurs. he mother is British and works at a library. She says "diploughdoughcuss." A man with a foot fetish asks if the library has any books about feet.
No.
Will you show me your feet?
Right!

He took his underwear, hanging from the drawer.
He took his underwear hanging from the drawer.

With someone who knows sign language. I am fascinated by sign language and small black hairs. North American Indian Sign Language. Are you watching my story? Why do you simply listen?

A nestled structure.

He hit his mother backing out of the driveway.
He hit his mother, backing out of the driveway.

He hangs from the rafters.
He hung from the rafters.
He hanged from the rafters.

Burroughs has a photo memory, but he forgets he's holding his coffee mug. Ginsberg visits Burroughs because Lawrence is so cheap.

There was another guy at the party who was building a dream machine. He asks me if I feel my eyes moving in my head. He went into the forest at night by himself. He blasted the Stabat Mater. "Just do it with some beers in your belly and you won't be nervous."

"You are amazing."
"You are failing."
"May I go to the bathroom."
"A really impressive guy."

Hello. This is your mentor. You are in the Wheat Belt. I knew I wanted to be immortal at 18. I wanted to be fully formed as an artist, so I did not go to readings. I did not read. I did not go to hear Miles Davis.

Hit for the eye, the nose, the chin, the throat, and the "stomach." Keep cool, keep cool, keep cool.

The balloon which disappeared contained an unusual gas.
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The key which opens the vault disappeared yesterday.
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The stewardess watched the boy from the airplane. The company danced around the fountain after dinner. The story which he told is untrue. Before I walk through an entrance or an exit, I imagine a color. I walk through that color - walked through orange and blue today. I imagine colors come out of the cracks in the pavement. In the horror movies, colored light's always coming out of cracks and grave and doors. The light is red, but it can also be green or blue. I see blue light coming out of the cracks in the pavement. When the pavement heaves / as the ramp goes down / when the ramp comes to me / because I have learned to be / before she sat / but the stewardess did not help him / for one person in the company could professionally dance / who ate / which forced

I went to a ki aikido class last night. The guys in the class reminded me of the guys I used to play rollerhockey with. With whom I used to play rollerhockey. Hopefully, I will become their friend. I will become their friend hopefully. I will hopefully become their friend. The Stabat Mater is in von Trier's Manderlay.

In the aikido class, the guys grabbed my wrist. The guy in charge taught me how to spin. One of the instructors, one whom I haven't met (who I have not met) used to work in corrections. He will grab one wrist and will ask for the other.

Would you like to dance around the fountain?

Erasmus Darwin had a stutter. Had jowls. Invented a mechanical bird, a personal biographer, a ramjet. Inspired Mary Shelley with his electrical experiments on the dead.

The point is to take ten steps away from your face. Take ten steps through your face. The point is to not be in your face.

"Among the dead was the host of a popular comedy show, Walid Hassan Jiaaz, who poked fun at post-invasion Iraqi life. He was shot dead by gunmen in western Baghdad."

Wild Bill died with a hand of aces and sevens. Aces and eights?

Billy, the Kid - counterpostal like David. He had blue eyes flecked with hazel. His canines stuck out.

I dreamed it was time for me to hand graded papers back to my students. I went into the class with the graded papers, two fishbowls, and two gallons of half and half. I put the papers on my desk, put the bowls on my desk. I filled the bowls with half and half. I took red and blue droppers of food coloring out of my pocket.

Laughing / Rinsing her hair / Telling me something / Helping / Finding her necklace

Johns has his name printed on the bow of his glasses and a blank check in his jacket. He wants to pay Charon whatever he wants. Wills is the worst of them. He will be the one to shove out the boat. Erasmus has a stutter and flies a hotair balloon. All this coordination... Some subordination?

She is sad.
She is a woman.
She is under the table.
She looks sad.
She became a woman.
She choked.
She choked him.
She sent him a letter.
He judged her wretched.
He considered her a beauty.

Cory, the bottom is not muddy. It is sandy.

The bottom is sandy.
The bottom is the bottom.
The bottom is above the bottom.
The bottom appears endless.
The bottom became a person.
The bottom heaved.
The bottom hurt him.
The bottom asked him a question.
The bottom deemed him unready.

I might go to aikido again on thursday, but I am pretty sore at the moment. Jason, the guy in charge, had me do a lot of falling and rolling. All that stuff nauseated me. My childhood was punctuated by red. Red gloves and red boots. A red undergarment I found in the laundryroom. Afterwards, I fell in a canal - the bottom was muddy - and came up with a dead eel around my legs. A Hawaiian Sling. The President's Niece. Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee.