July 2012
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A little heads up
about the coming days:
Tomorrow morning, the lady & I are heading to the middle of nowhere until late Saturday night for some festival-related activities. While I’m gone, you’ll be introduced to a variety of samples from an upcoming release of mine known as Harpoon.
There’ll be two poems a night each night through Sunday (07/01/12).
In between the samples and whatnot, I’m sure there’ll be something from me via Twitter, Facebook, or both. Feel free to use those services if you feel as though you may begin to miss me. I understand. Attachment is a serious situation.
Anyhow, until then, try not to melt.
“Life is a hamburger.”
—JRL (via mixtapebooks)
Let's be friends. Let's go on long walks. Let's talk about grapefruits. →
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"Body Parade" by Doug Ramspeck →
motherground.kejenga.com
There is a deal you strike with your
own body to arrange itself like bones.
The parade of awakening
each morning, each self proclaiming
itself as yesterday’s, each day
looking down at its own ancient hands
though asking no one
for bright bouquets of coins.
There is too much coming and going:
this parade of opening
your eyes, dragging on your pants,
looking out windows. The stucco
ceiling that keeps you company,
the memories of childhood fields that rub
against your body like a cat.
Years have passed and yet this band
strikes up, and all of us are marching
down the streets, and our legs
are moving in a dream beneath
the private music of this sunlight.
I had the pleasure of learning directly from this man for about 20-22 weeks. It changed my life.
