Intimacy

To the Reader Intimacy

37 TO THE READER INTIMACY 1. I admit a discourse on value. This goes to galaxy, moon, memory of any size: why on earth is the earth, why on backscattering thee backscattering. Picture yourself as light spreading over river waters: thee setting a you off as clownwright. Games, clowns, soul toys can freak out standard comfort measures, you stirring up blue, gray serial wavelets on behalf of number narratives. Here a five knot wind coming from the south merges with solar winds to inflect what it is like to have one body now. Infrared Andromeda’s spiral arms will commensurate taste, lack of taste, if she multiplies herself by at least 70 billion of the known galaxies. The left hand is the nonsacred hand for this childless woman gasping at progeny. Three four five: once I caught a fish alive. Watch out for antennae, beaks, sepals stepping up to protect your back by feeding death acceptance. Then quantifiable faraway arms can be a conduit to really touch you. 2. A clown disrupts complacency, so she needs him for aesthetic punishment. Zany or awkward clown parts can be useful for thwacking her with crude thoughts, lust, greed, composite judgments. 38 Older outfits may feel remarkably tender, e.g., Monet, Arnold, Brueghel the Elder. Use them in the name of sparkling lunacy, solar activism, wind trade, green blue wind flutter. You might encounter urban wildlife floating down by you up river. Read “you” as light entertainment, atomizing disposition, boat traffic, driftwood with knotholes, offshore fishermen. After eight months of clown training, your everyday use value should be lustrously clever. Try four clown honks to deflate regular economic bandwidths: what sneeze what snores what gray good cocks and what treasures. Why on pro bono, thee on pro bono. Knot gardens are soul toys for seizing death acceptance. 3. Fast moving clouds with gray underbellies momentarily block the visible light you have been impersonating. Of course, you can’t ever be that light so gratuitously warming up river molecules. Let us now praise underlooked axiologies: blessed are the city’s landfills, trash cans, graffiti wall murals. What parts of her body share ancient parts with your body. Multiply the results by those aforementioned 70 billion galaxies. 39 Assume sacrifice as a condition of value, then solve for clownwright. Why thee on stalk is on stalk, as in between these fetters. I direct “thee” at larger circulars, the way coupling in our homes ensures a beautiful utility. As in chiastic intimate and cosmic space there should be little trouble situating the single person within the crosshairs of fragile galaxies. Reader, in a clowned system, fools, silly transcendence become you. 4. Sundown and waterdown regulate value in the perceiving subject, hypothetical cooperation of dominant and dominated, red, greenblue, violet wavelengths operating invisibly inside her. Late sun is now imposing a yellow glareband on the river, every object in sight an ellipsis from the fish position. Eighteen droplets may gather in the wind to impersonally kiss you. She projects intricate knots, bends, hitches to prevent slippage in beloved values, forms of attention to equal thy attention: why on fastening, thee unfastening. Receive, reader, intimate clownways to interlace you with gratuity, kindness, keeping you slightly ahead in a stream of something temporary, something expendable. Then you can tie or untie knots in order of clown importance: Bhopal, river blindness, universal gun smuggling. Generosity same as light, so perhaps you, thee, can perform a reckoning. 40 Unfortunately, global air pressure values will illuminate short range vehicles poised to gouge out aesthetic deceptions. Even so, generosity could be dawn in you. Like it or not, reader, in this venture, you and I have been coupling. ...