Tuesday, July 5, 2022

Rod Smith


Protective Immediacy


from Protective Immediacy 

The Boy Poems 

Bert.

His cosmology major falls like a free compass
point through the breakthrough of all emotional
life. A puritan background psychically fused
with the interdemensional thought-form of Portland
to produce a cathode ray capable of power-crazed
crop circles-- This is the heart of all living
systems-- The workshop mode flows formatively
across the morphogenetic light-born attractor
at the focal point of time and reemerges as 
the Diet Coke stain on Bert's disintegrating
mostly purple tie-dye. Once, during his annual
abberation, it appeared to sweep out an eclipse.


Harold.

      Supreme kook.

     Void arrangement 
qua mama clock--

the videop
soporifically
redefined
as mimicking
pseudo-combinant
spillage--

 Viably zonk.

 Visibly clunk.

 

 

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