I remember fun but I don’t remember liking it all that much.
--Daniel Pallas
Letters: Collected, Undelivered, Found
1993
The idea of the crimson foliage stroke is to knock the opponent’s sword down and take the sword over.
--Miyamoto Musashi
The Book of Five Rings
1643
Armed with nothing more than the arm of a mannequin
I charged them all
and broken glass did skitter through the alley
and I remember I didn’t quite
make it all the way across
and
instead
face down in the gutter water and grease I remembered
that I had forgotten what I was mad about
I think about the rows of cages and in each one
a rabbit wearing Maybelline mascara
I think about monkeys with Lucite skull caps and wires
shot into their thinkers
I think about a cicada at the end of a string buzzing
around and around my head
“I have seen a naked boy asleep on a clear hot day
on the back of a water buffalo
in a malachite field of rice,”
he said
“I watched a girl in a conical hat drive a thousand ducks
down the road to a slaughterhouse.”
I remember him saying that
I thought about thinking and
then thought again
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