Mys
reading I think I want to be am being not becoming I mean a miniature serpentine unrolling a scroll not turning the page and a line left to right top to bottom off to on a reading clean jiggling
an awkward pursuit never turning pages again a page to turn again never restlessly restively words in freedom change always inevitable shortcomings the time good men and women come to the aid of their party the carrier pigeon learns just as we learn flying by history sensing the new tomorrow announced yesterday when we were asleep books in our laps dreams ready to spring already forgotten upon dreams ready to spring not yet forgotten always forgotten but never quite not a story, narrative, lyric effusion cognition unaware unspoken & unwritten in sounds
& alphabets faked by tradition hidden masked potential ruses all the more potential hidden never to be known still we keep going as if we had a choice keeping going dreaming the solace of the pause trapped in this dreaming the solace of the interlude draining pages of ink draining in the gutter to your lap as you hold the book that book in your lap & you expect the ink to be ink forever on the page flashing out to your memory of that day that felt real it isn’t, it isn’t that that’s why I’m doin’ I know what I’m doin they wanted a new regime and my regime includes East coast includes West coast just don’t feed into it you know what I’m saying I know about the truth I’m Frank White I know what people write and read about the truth I’m not Frank White I don’t know anything about truth I am not a famous hotelier hanging here, just hanging a body is a voice is and is not a voice or a body is writing is a gerund not a noun Charles Bernstein taught me this art is a gerund not a noun writing is a noun art is a noun nothing has ever been obvious Mike Corcoran taught me this in Pittsburgh I’ve never been to Pittsburgh the three rivers but I’ve read about it actually I have been to Pittsburgh you know what I’m talking about raw hitting & hybrid living open wheel racing breaking aways excepting & accepting the nature of things signs taken for wonders lavish absences once more say when back long ago clarity is a secondary grace I couldn’t have put it better mys