Wildflower Hotline

peace is possible in the object//body binary

instrument & figure
on the hairy meadow stage set

worlds with serious range:
                                     caress
                                     to
                                    doom

indeterminate winds     (fans modulated by human impulse)
good bees                         (laser pointers)
decomposition                (superimposed lighting effect)
from tonal rains              (shower heads hung from theatre barrels)

I can’t unburn and unkill
with my dislocated investment in puppetry

   but I actually do want to save the world

      with        pollens      carriers     a good script

          red leather vegan leather
          found in: pataphysics, textual practice

I am rewarded         with pollinator interpretations
                   carry the microspore,    revise the land.

Crystal Lattice Mapping of Private Life

                    You see a beach where
there   was   supposed   to   be   a   thought   exercise.

                          clandestine
                          multi-use
                          clam lattice

You combine things you own
            to enact an idea               about ownership:

that one in the hand
         is worth two in the       asignifying meshwork.

Suppose you share your blurry
harvest with greased

        figures                 bright                  unbothered

Will there be anything left
in your experiential field      [which is     dysregulated by a paroxysm
                                       of desire]
                                           ?

this tension between autonomy
   & collaboration
contains information
   & neuroses
I can logically accept
   & yet
                                                                       [getting stung by many bees in public]

can’t just sit there and take it.