STATISTICAL TARANTELLA
It certainly is a form of domination to freeze
people's control over their deaths. By this curse
a philosopher tortures to pieces her pessimism
to the limit of a magic bullet quite relaxed
refusing to offer any straw comfort through
mise-en-scène naïveté paralleling blindness
to the lack of a moral nastiness to make
the playoffs in the science of humor
acumen and crime. Get a clue from an earring
matched in the apartment of love leading
one to theorize on an incredible truck
going into a hypnotic state betraying
the Roman occupation. Who wants to be
a starter's kit thinking through radical ethics
largely irrelevant to short-term emergency
medical futurist eschatology endorsed by
one's dead father? To attend to a malfunction
of brute self-blindness as narrative identity
and dream of psychological facts about lying
to negative critical defenders of habitual
time travel namely the tenseless common
sense first female to complete a transfer
reacting to the suffering of seeing
being your future in faults and fixes. Several
rungs down vanity ignorance I been telling you
you're the fucking Christ you gotta crush
cricket expectorating the emery ball
deploying deity alacrity testing denizens
of their mock goomahs. Equally striking
is the violence-prone appeal to countless millions
for thousands of years of fallible failure.
-Brian Ang
from Paradise Now (Grey Book Press 2011). read here. more here, here, and here.
