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Friday, March 19, 2010

Predream


I wanted to tell you I smiled today.
This idea made my lips go:
            left corner up,
            right corner up,
Teeth; soul luke warm in eye water—

            The idea:
            PREDREAM.
Is a reality.
Is a reality of a moment behind
the face of the clock.
Is reality encased in matter.
Is reality measured with
            reality’s measuring tools
            that do not exist.

            PREDREAM:
Certain things do not exist!
            Sharp reality.
Is beautifulality
without the romantic…
Really, it is.

            romanticism:
Is an immunodeficiency
Is a creator of fear, of taboo,
Of unwarranted glory, reward,
Competition,
            time.
Romanticism created/creates time.
            The to do—
Kill romanticism to
take all of its blood.
Fill writing with ugly, human,
time-laden romantic blood
and
Produce the timeless, divine, and
Sublime—…a sharp reality,
The PREDREAM.

4 comments:

CharliePuckett said...

For D.F.W.

andrew worthington said...

duncan fucking worthington?

CharliePuckett said...

David Foster Wallace dumbass. You leave a terrible comment.

Carla Perez-Gallardo said...

this is whole poem is really great.