i saw the best producers of my generation elevated by stuttering hi-hats, molly, and percocets, snarking, hysterical, faded,
dragging themselves out the bando, looking for another snare hit…
angel-faced ******* burning for the ancient gyration […]
who privilege and top-buns and dilated-eyed and high sat up freak folking
in the so-called originary darkness of africa
across the tops of cities contemplating company flow,
who bared their gains to heaven under the orange line and saw
djinn swaggering in anacostia illuminated,
At 2:50am: “He’s a terror.”
RECORDED VOICE MESSAGE: Sunday, June 12th, 2016. The time 2:03 a.m.
OPERATOR: Emergency 911. This is Joe on a recorded line. Hello, can anybody hear me? Hello? Sir, can you hear me? Hello? Sir, can you hear me?
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Why will Paulinus become Palinarus if he pisses again? The answer lies not only in the fact that the two names are virtually anagrammatic echoes of each other, nor only in the threatening allusion to Aeneas’ pilot, who met his death by going overboard.
That’ll never sell. Withering self-criticisms — your own inner abattoir.
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