Sunday, September 20, 2009

that fire that eats what it illuminates - Mary Paul

All fire eats what it illuminates, but the illumination a single minute under 

water a headache and the holy ghost. A slight dip of your hand not 

a slight of hand simple past and past participle slighted. On the porch 

and slighted and squinting and squirrel shit without the plastic owl.

Forgetting in the morning and remembering at night and remembering

in the morning what was forgotten on the porch at night. The german book 

the lighter the basil plant is dry and drying outside. Sideways it sounds like

the radio is next door the radio is in the living room but the noise is

next door if I turn sideways so I don’t. 


The father and son and cat stevens are back in the living room 

but someone’s foot is in front of the television it can’t be the holy ghost

because he’s see thru. If I can turn sideways and look at the television

while the radio is next door and cat stevens is on the porch then maybe 

the squirrels will shit in the driveway without the basil plant drying 

I’ll forget to remember everything before falling asleep my headache 

will be gone a single minute under water.

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