Libation
I will say nothing
no soft paragraphs – automatic agreements – no democracy
resonate weapon speak be devastated be free
I will say nothing
a sentence can be stretched out over generations
the listener is speaking
I will never sing the memorized song
Some days never end – the laundromat – counting 10 quarters – I am fond of watching the fading
and the yellow – black plastic garbage bags – finger promises over the hole – my arms sweat
keep walking – words reduced to first letter recognition I remember – there is
no history
Soak the silver you will need aluminium baking powder boiling water and a bowl
Stop celebrating Christmas
honor your dead be clear about their immortality and yours
duplication fields nourish no message no instructions
got no leg room memory
How do you destroy a people one generation at a time
Food is what
It looks like permission cut
Food is ancestor plant speak
A body can get use to it`s soul in all forms
I don`t find it poetic
The forest needs a good laugh – I say it is only a vending machine
There is no overload information
Doris Stauffer cut in half is still Doris Stauffer
What interests me – these interruptions that I allow to shift how a word is chosen – He asked me
What do you collect – I told him street cleaning sticks and metal circles – I asked him
What do you collect – he said little paper notes discarded by his students – Choose one and
It shall be the last line of this poem – Days later he sent me the name Doris Stauffer- He asked
Can you use that
OrGasm
Dreams slip Tell everything – Expect it
I tried hard – I went to Freud – A drive is no pleasure
outburst angry genitals fought language wounded – fought connection
healing 10 generations past and 10 generations future Healed now
you have to know how – and you must do this work
Realize the implications
Present authority addiction – leave me out of it – World View rooted in laughable separation
Connection this freedom – How deeply human is possible – I believe he aligned himself with
Divine timing – He said Yes and gained access – He said Yes and the others said No – discovered
is a word that blocks our understanding of Spirit – our ancient greatness – there is no object –
Therefore I am – no object no object no over there
We are Orgasm
function – How do you travel – All healing is sexual healing all creation communication is orgasm
energy – there are worlds in your sex – there are points and locations – I correspond to earth
Reich an infinity ongoing narrative – the beginning middle and end are simultaneous and therefore
need not exist – This confidence without need – He identified the NO people – He said their Blood wouldn`t stretch out – a poetic way to say something very deep and certain – Violence is this NO
Something disturbing has locked in place – Their blood won`t stretch out – Their Blood won`t
stretch out – Start with this – Everything you were ever taught is rooted in separation – they will
Insist you refer to it as reality – OrGanism OrGasm OrGone
I wrote down Republics – How much time does need require to create out of us
I`m training Dream to be – eliminating No at the source
Fork Burke is a poet currently living and writing in Switzerland - She received her BA in Creative Writing from The New School, New York, NY. Her poems have appeared in Hoezo Lepels?, PRAXILLA, Lyre Lyre, Unshod Quills, Caucasus ArtMag and Three Rooms Press publication Maintenant, as well as Le désir Live Radio Show for Art Basel 2012 – Basel Kunstmuseum Radio 2012 – 2012 Lyrics for BLOOD by Nick Porsche. Contributing poet at The First Brussels International Underground Poetry Festival – Her book Licking Glass is a book of poems, poetic essays and other images. Licking Glass is also included in the permanent collection of Poets House Library, NY, NY. Recordings include Fork Remixed – Which was among the winners of the Australian International Song Competition. Her latest Spoken Word recording is Durch die Blumen.
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