Saturday, April 25, 2015
I’m new to housecleaning.
That’s how we have two arrays for time & harmony when I do it.
The ass comment — I meant juniper
within a philosophy (moving spatial dimensions)
(aura of scent) a few hours forward;
hip inference, compressed form, a ‘crown’ of contradictions
veer dimensional rhetoric
squatting. Cosmos not not unhappy.
Can waving time like a moony branch
a piece of research asks, Why open
atoms under quiver at the edge to sleep?
In a way it just feels like games.
For more in bed we’ll wear tartans, paisley.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 6:11 AM
Thursday, April 23, 2015
Intimation, insinuation, innuendo.
It was something I ate.
Not quite a theory, it’s string conjecture (inauspicious aeon).
It costs a constellation or a bundle minus heroic practice.
I liked him and he liked me.
I am advancing fumy quotes — fumy outside,
Different inside, just on our nerve,
Here take a wildflower.
A monk will then say,
Tell us about your recent postal experience.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 7:03 AM
Wednesday, April 22, 2015
Reading for now — Jim Dine, Poems to Work On The Collected Poems of Jim Dine (Cuneiform); Ellen Lupton and Jennifer Cole Phillips, Graphic Design The New Basics (MIT); Vincent Katz, Swimming Home (Nightboat); Diane di Prima, Recollections of My Life as a Woman (Penguin).
Posted by Jack Kimball at 5:17 AM
Tuesday, April 21, 2015
I’m thinking of a color — no name.. an antsy-ness
running everywhere that’s off —
— waiting for big brother
there was nothing and then voices —
go upstairs and lock the door.
Please let me in.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 6:03 AM
Monday, April 20, 2015
Seeking bliss starts out as a trick before we put it down in a book.
Next we make an alphabet with a dirty grid of circles.
It’s an alphabet of symbol systems within other alphabets
helping us to speak from books about grids and concepts
as well as all upgrades with fresh alphabets for new physics.
A steel door stays open. Here are the last letters of bliss.
We best defer to the models to differentiate ourselves.
Deep blues and silvers with biological shades to form vowels;
consonants have already taken shape from older models.
This organizes five minutes infinitely without saying bless your heart.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 5:37 AM
Friday, April 17, 2015
Thursday, April 16, 2015
It’s wise to move to the city, scripted
by infantile ambition, well groomed.
Food tastes better; crunchy leaves
underfoot and wearing your panties, walking
the park I apologize
doing this. Don’t be fooled
Thinking psyche has to be heavy <
Once an illustrator it’s for life > — you need
a vertical and a horizontal bar, libido time, a star range w/
blank tenderness to smolder in met
colors, galvanized pastels, winning the beginning —
preparing the manifold, earlier..
Capital will be redeemed, all winds exchange directions
and they’ll barely pertain, and why should they? What’s on our minds
will be low on the list, even lower than that. Off the list.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 5:55 AM
Wednesday, April 15, 2015
The compelling work toasts knowledge construction as well as finds, explains and reforms infinitesimal times-spaces. Optimism is required (a) to keep everything open for reform; (b) to understand we are beginning the work and as a species, we will always be at, in as well as be the beginning.
Ted Enslin, R.I.P.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 5:27 AM
Monday, April 13, 2015
Prayer behooves you, it often says. Prayer for those who talk shit no longer pray. I hope you are happy. Don’t be sad. Grab a good one.
That’s an outline.
This is not me, I. Cough cough. A made up cough will alert new entrants when walking around with denial in the morning.
There is no big deal. I try walking from a sofa or chair, to a nearby window, to a doorway checking if anyone is coming in; and I repeat the cycle while Steal Whip is up.
Posted by Jack Kimball at 6:07 AM