III. Bop Oil Glyph
What would it mean to put your self in storage?
Self-contained versus self-storage.
You cannot contain certain of my discontents.
The welcoming nature of the unnatural.
The absolute -- its absent loot.
An intermittent humdrum marked by muzzled interference.
Not picture thoughts. But picked thoughts.
Stoicism sticks in the throat's roller coaster.
Injecting thoughts into ideas --
In two, doubling and troubling, these changelings of chain-link and chain mail.
Trying to nail the rear leg momentum of a panther into a skid.
Holding pattern as implicit force.
The sound of a flower becoming the spool of a tool's thinghood.
Can ankle weights become anklets through mere negation?
The master continues to slave away. Anchors Aweigh.
"Whether on the throne or in chains" to utter anything
depends upon which desire. On which desire operates.
The surgical removal of the space of one's self.
Nicotine doubt.
Free radical, freedom, free dominant -- "Freedonia, land of the free. . ."
Adding ministers to the sufferer.
Passive aspirin doctors.
In which it operates. On which it operates.
Dialectic as a negative movement is both
The mother of all negation and
The mother of all geishas.
Mom -- Event.
Having resolved to reinvent involution as a thumb of light,
the index finger of a forethought points at the frame.
What so often is forgot in a name is the name itself.
Spry little indications of liberation.
Self at unrest with itself.
Choose deep clenches over fiber-optic caress.
Still, water is more of the same liquid that runs sleep:
Think -- but in variant, concrete forms --
Rain to river, ocean to involution of wave.
Involuntarily, a moment is tarrying with the negative.
In modest light a devotion to anguish.
How to differentiate oneself from that universal squishing sound?
The buzz of a beekeeper strays into this estrangement.
Ajar or adrip.
Ideals in ideology.
The "I" deals with reflectively passing through a specular stagecoach.
It smacks of knowledge but leaves the flat characters wanting.
Giving hand signals to the other hand.
More beleaguered than oppressed.
Huge goggles for huge eagles.
If you keep repeating yourself the repetition changes you.
Not even teleology -- but an odyssey.
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