The big one
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PAY ATTENTION WHEN FATHER IS TALKING
I. FATHER
tamed nothing.
wild boy thinks he is
god because field mice fear
him when he burns stolen fire but
these trees do not grow
for you, sweet child
by the riverwaiting watching
the fish processing using
the good eyes we gave
you sharp eyes so you
waste them watching for
movement: trying to hunt
what you can never kill.
(fish fisher boy fish!)
SON OF THE SUN,
WHO IS THE SUN SON OF?
SUN OF THE SON WHO IS THE SON SUN OF YOUR
MOTHER; I KNEW HER WELL BUT I GUESS I
BURNED HER ALL UP
WHEN WE MADE YOU, CHAMP.
you know I understand:
they called you child and
that made you angry so you
built things and made things and
killed things and that made
a world changed LOOK AT YOU
YOU SCRAPED YOUR THIGH
CAN YOU STILL STAND?
Where is the eden we made
for you, little field mouse?
(It’s okay dont cry we’ll clean this garbage up and
try again tomorrow: I think more forests
this time no one becomes god
overnight you know
what ails you.)
If you’re hungry go out
to the dock and ignore the
Landscape it takes some getting
used to I have a pole set up
there see if you can get us dinner
mother won't mind she barely
speaks at all these days and
I think young boys should
catch their own food anyways so
go play outside for a while while I
get a new world set up for us.
[key for understanding of meaning making
fun learning activity for children
ocean : feminine abyss nurturing and
devouring the
Sun: blazing archon father egoic
Son of the Sun: who is
The sun son of?
dark father: dark father:
dark father dark
dark: SEE MY TOWERING
TERROR DRAW NEAR
Surfin’: USA]
child child child is the father of the man man man is the father of the child child child is the father
of the man man man is the father of
vaulting blue surreal I
kept your heart a keepsake I
hope you don't mind that I
still write about you but I
love you more than ever you
don’t speak if you speak you
unmake but I know you
don't mean to, I just
don’t want to lose this one.
still stillness still
comes to me still
sometimes still
in still moments
that I stilled.
[lazy old riverboat croaks a little as
the water tries to carry it to sea. If i’m
lucky i’ll catch dinner but dad is always
hungry so I think he’ll just get
takeout again. Chinese or Italian?
It doesn’t really matter to me I
I don't really eat much these days...]
SHAKING VIOLET VIOLENT APPROACH OF
(something screaming inkblot black)
ELIJAH THE LORD
STAND BEFORE THE MOUNTAIN
THE LORD IS ABOUT TO PASS BY.
will you look after them?
the mice, I mean they’re
not done growing yet they
still love and hate and they
make more mice so they
still have a lot of growing
up to do. maybe someday (
as long as I keep myself I’ll still come back as
long as i keep myself ill still come back as long
as i keep myself i’ll still come back as long as
I keep myself for you.
)
I’ll come back and we can be
proud parents again after
they’re all dead.
Orbit good and well and
I will love you. Subsume and
I will love you. Become me but
not too much of me only
when I am red old and
need a new vessel and
I will love you.
Who do you orbit
little ant?
(mouse.)
everything you are will come back to me:
false heat you kept
little pieces of me to keep
yourselfs warm and
comfortable before you die so
why are you still afraid of the dark
(when you stole fire fire stole back:
what did I take back from you,
sun of red earth.) ?
what is it you fear little one death is it death, only your kind could ever fear nothing. How's your
leg doing champ can you stand yet? Are you hungry? If you want you could live forever, its just
a matter of the paperwork so how bout we get ‘er done then go out for some ice cream? Oh
and,
DON’T YOU WANT TO MEET YOUR GRANDFATHER?
[dada, I caught a fish.]
the sun brings hard warmth
to the dock as he
walks the wood bends
under him, when
he breathes the air
knows not to intervene.
he leaves the cabin door
open as he saunters--
just like his father--
towards the rowboat.
he will close it later, alone.
[surfs up mhm,
aboard a tidal wave]
can you stand?
no.
stand for me child you’re almost
as tall as me now.
father my leg it hurts
what ails you?
My leg.
What ails you?
my leg it hurts i cannot move.
little mouse strength now its only a leg its only
your body tired old thing don’t tell me you’re
too weak to stand.
[anger, familiar feeling]
WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE WHO DO YOU THINK
YOU ARE WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE YOUR FATHER COMMANDS YOU TO STAND
SO STAND CHILDE
his hands are warm with
fever as he grabs the
useless little thing he
hoped would be a man and
swaddles him in cold wet
this is how a man loves, he
thinks this is how we love and then
splash.
(its a good fish. It flops
desperately in the sun for a while
and then it stops.)
silence:
gurgle gurgle.
[arr. for solo piano]
dove nested towers the hour was
Strike the street quicksilver moon...
When he dreams he holds the baby warm against his chest. It was born too soon its skin cold
blue, just like his mother and every breath a spasm, a shudder, something that tries to be a
scream but isn't. He passes it back to her-- holding it is too much.
“This one is too weak,” she says, “Its heart beats too fast. It cannot survive without me.”
“Just give him a little time, please just a little this time.”
“She will not live without me.”
stroke the little whisps of its hair. And when she opens her mouth he thinks she will swallow him
too, a part of him wants to be but he will never say that.
Chomp.
lover come here boy two
have just became one and
I want to do it again. Maybe
the next one will be stronger.
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Posted Nov 24, 2022, 5:20 PM UTC