I Am Moving Inexorably toward My Goal

Tuesday, August 04, 2009

I am using an extremely powerful and whisper quiet system of pumps
and pulleys and reverb. I am doing what I can for the people seven days
a month. I am wearing the sneakers and general store overalls of my
youth imaginary pigtails and a mystical look of utter calm and delight
that very few have seen. My Genius floats above my head in bubbles
of confusion and jauntiness. By Genius, I mean homunculus, I mean
the distinct possibility that I will either walk straight out the door
and take the subway to Coney Island to ride the Cyclone alone in a sort
of wedding ceremony between me and my Higher Self, or that
I will eat ice cream and cherries for dinner, then lie on my side
and whimper for a while for the people, all of them.
These words mean very little. To my biggest fans
and enemies, they may mean slightly more.


  1. Count me among your biggest fans. I am charmed, enormously charmed, by the lines about eating ice cream and cherries and especially the idea of whimpering for the people, all of them.

  2. Thank you, ame. I am honored to have you as a fan. Heartening, indeed. Here's to mutual fandom!

  3. Anonymous3:01 PM


    that's baby's a genious (we may actually have to alter our triangles)

    that baby has shuteye, i have no heart to tell her bleep

    about the aparatus.


    about the aparatus, there's jaundice in that field


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