Seasonal Works with Letters on Fire

A Short Walk During Late Capitalism

A S H O R T WA L K D U R I N G L AT E C A P I TA L I S M Enchanted by syntax the motions of mind made real by dream & reason we walked out into the honest day fire began to speak without business on its belt side streets filled with nameless yellow flowers slim crows fat capital your selection is not available before there was an I there was a we Chipped wedding ring light fringes & stripes slim fog comes in to greet the day fear is a mollusk shadows tighten western walker how shall we be There appeared on our face a little thinking cloud as into the street it grew we had used such different colors to live foglike grays & lifelike weeds those side streets filled with famous little yellows & there on the left texting after the doctor Effudex Floraplex Aldara & thee 6 8 Community we call you with our faithful squamous voice with a y at the end of morality practitioners of sunlight collecting petitions shoppers throwing $ at the dream hiphop hiphop for helpless liberals bakers of delicate breads with fennel seedlike hats & hatlike seeds after derivatives how shall we be we had teeth pain & word pain we had Pfizer & Roche western walker how shall we be Late stays the glow on the lichen tree the left too tired to protest eating cheeseboard pizza on the median as Europe collapses broken shabby very appealing lunch with ex-wife of first husband’s second son to sing a contaminated lyric if light from the hills could maybe speak 6 9 What are we to you community our love engravers breakers of codes smug right wing smug left wing so much wing not much bird anarchists would be smug if they got organized this little website went to market a corporation now a person western walker how shall we be There appeared on our head a triple trouble cloud methane in Monterey here’s what will save you deprived of terror a shadow inventory What am we to thee corporeal daylight indivisible beauty the left too blue to protest all those raised hands like seated Hindu gods zinc oxide titanium dioxide a georgics of sunscreen after a fracking cross-cultural sunshine trying not to buy so much shit Help Me 7 0 Walked onto the avenue rejected my bank young man way nice about it Wells Fargo not feeling too well nothing well about it stem the crisis stem the bleeding stem the stemming after BP Bureau of Land Management my toxic assets weird Mrs. can’t take you anywhere these days nice nice stop embarrassing me our skin damage basal our squamous our smart creme our late creme made just for thee Aldara Zyclara big pharma girls’ names western cancer how shall we be Global we call you with our skinny western voice the revolution still not ready Blanqui on the internet part human nonhuman beauty the woman vet folding the flag left side of her body slower than the right folding the flag she didn’t mind the stripes couldn’t stand the stars closed her eyes not to see 7 1 On Berkeley side streets the grasses tell time part-human-part-nonhuman beauty some luminous names rose in the dusk new hole in our head a new me late sun late rock late slanty slanty forms the auxins also know how to feel before there was a my there was a thee Dicentra spectabilis bleeding hearts on Modoc stopping off at Peet’s corporate franchise w/sugar bouncing latté with an apron of strings What am i to you aluminum cloud & what are you to we it goes along it goes prong-prong between Talbot & Tulare beauty we call you with our funny-colored voice what are us to me to live as a promise borrowed from others liberté sororité egalité 7 2 B & J sweep up the little curls of hair send them off to oil spills hands talking while working the thing of it is is that mattering can’t stop mattering cometbus boy in the copy shop face like a pharaoh ’zines for the maze makers we were feeling dialectical about the dialectic he xeroxed many copies of the dream middle Red Riding Hood signs petitions for the wolves basket of figs & poetry...