David Dowker

PLAIN/TEXT

The sum of my self’s semblances.
An ache made shapely, maybe.
The itinerary of evasions: a most literary
sequence of eventual despair. A sense of
momentous indecision in the unquiet air
around here and no argument to reconcile
to, insistent intense as the discussion is.
This text entity actualized. Vast gasps
of syntax and sighs of delighted wrap-
around. A delicate instrumentality
hidden in the etymologies.
The feel of your fonts.
The tragedy of your line breaks.
The fragrant breezes flutter but
the poetic veneer is as apparent
as the insect which utters such
vernacular (o capacitance o valence).
Give us oracular stutters over
smooth vacuum or esoteric reference.
Rather alchemical tools than ephemeral
relevance. Hypnotized by the spin
of a charming beginning. My darling
diplomat, de-mystified but never colonized.
A lesson in illegitimacy, illegibility of
the writing on the new and improved
axiomatic wall, depraved may
the flowering be, denied as mere raving.
That frequently green monster seen through
lidless eyestalks heliotropically evolved.
Consider this dissonance. That is not that,
though. The map is not the genetic
expression of a mountain of hats.
Our cartoon existence predisposes us
to such extensions, such attachments.
Disenfranchised yet maintained as
the crying of our numbered lot.
Loony tunes to elucidate this feeling of
“that’s all, folks” and happy trails to you.
Until we are meat again. Easy habitation
in the light of another order of being.
Do we read by this illumination
or, merely burnished, turn to each other
and, chastened, make plans to abandon
plans of abandonment? Is this
the commission we were suborned for?
A brief, baffled season of leisure
to wax and polish our carapace, then
make space for the next regeneration?
Why else this fabled tale unscrolled,
scryed and de-scribed? Meanwhile,
in another part of the factory we see
demons sorting “abandoned car parts”
and angels huddled over lathes
(wings pinned behind their backs
and visors shielding beatific faces).
It is not clear what is turning,
but it is screaming. “Enough!
or too much.” The delicious irony of
Her body would sustain many an anemic
gnome or nymph. The flattened affect,
to speak to a machine and mean it,
being as repetitive a stress
as any other.
 
 

COVENANT

In cartoons and dreams people jump into and out of the script,
casual as clams and loaded to the gills with the promise of
evening soon to be sublimed fucking with the means of production.
Even in advertising fate is unaffected but moving,

casual as a clam and loaded to the gills with the promise of
consumption in the hurt confusion of amassed humanity.
Even in advertising fate is unaffected but moving.
And the hallucinated stand on first principles to disdain

consumption in the hurt confusion of amassed humanity.
It occupies the space between multinational wheat cartels
and the hallucinated who stand on first principles to disdain
the hunger of the media for the misery of the people.

It occupies the space between multinational wheat cartels
and the proprietary rights of veritable biological culture
to the misery of the people and their hunger for the media.
It has been said. Fate is fractal and semi-permeable.

As the proprietary rights of veritable biological cultures
subject to certain prior restraints and binding arbitration.
It has been said. Fate is fractal and semi-permeable.
As the love of the subject for the will to obedience.

Subject to certain prior restraint and binding arbitration
as outlined in the book of breathing and bound to happening
as the love of said subject for the will to obedience.
The arousal of the powers of light against a serial (and viral) fear

as outlined in the book of breathing and bound to happening.
To awake from astonished sleep to routine delusion once again.
The arousal of the powers of light against a serial (and viral) fear.
Something inexplicably missing. Something impossibly precise.

To awake to astonished sleep from routine delusion once again.
In cartoons and dreams people jump into and out of the script.
Something impossibly missing. Something inexplicably precise
as another evening soon to be sublimed fucking with the means of
      (re)production.
 
 

AZURE (VERNACULAR)

Reconnaissance syntax assimilates
dissonance. Lenses into present
tense. Touch-sensitive text
which we are IN. Bodies
non-possessively. Participated.
Soluble flesh of the processed
word. Being sublimated.

Circadian dervish flurries
and burns. Tympanum verbatim.
By ear unfurled, flanged avalanche.
A flock of weathers passes
overheard. Pliant iambics
of sky and flowers. Vernacular
azure in which we embrace.
 
 

FISSURE:S

The furious distances / between us

accumulate, aggregate      chasm
 - a communicable dis-ease, this
baffles, be-
                  muses, this
whittled insistence of
the argument

         (effect of the affect,
          d i f f r a c t i o n
          felt      as if      upon
          the verge      a fissure

fissures)

sighs
along the italicized silence,
sibilant
upon the table
in condensation spelt
and the wide flat
expanse of
after
 
 

DAMAGE VISORS

Complete possible thought reconciled
with damage visors. Sky flakes
like mica. Window resin yellow over
the blue tiles of evening. Eventual
rose and gold consensus sunset.
Cultural isotrope. Clouds
in votive envelopes. Distant
apartment mesas. Sentinel vistas
of vast acquisition. Collateral
absence of emotion, feeling
rather abstract. I and I
maintain a shape consistent with
the furniture, monitor
the weather.
 
 

TRANS-APPARENCIES

Dissolve and coagulate.

Cogitate.

Those creases would be water,
woven
and waved.

Littoral drift.

Bits
of intonation.

Burst modal.

Clusters
digital, decay.

Pixelated.

The rose
window
in the flesh
envelope.

Data calyx.

Syntactic
facsimile
seeking
live heat,
infra-red
/shift.

A sense of
imminent
luminescence.

Deciduous
looseness
of limb.

The light
foot
in lilt.

Levitate.

Lull
in the lingual.

Viral siloes.

Reverse
transcriptase,
trace.

The signature
within, written
in algebraic.

Replicate.

Reiterate
the substrate.

Solution
in immersion.

Dim
glimmers.

Dense
swarm
of thermals.

Gloss this.

Surface
tension
of ordinary awareness.

Embryonic
fur of murmurs.

Fear nurture.

Whirr.

Of infernal devices.
 
 

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