The Mood Embosser, Louis Cabri: Curdles


	Curdles The Brain is 80% rain, cold, verging on refusal – ‘It won’t start’. And yet, and yet the Bourgeois Brain is our joie moves to inner laws consistently desiring gem status, on stem, in a museum of muses it has befuddled. … This is its story. be my hokey poetry look at the words look at the birds outside the lyrical wonderland that is you begs for spirit in a bone look at these stones try explaining why a fun-cake like you was left out in the rain in the dated way ads have of remixing ‘creative juices are a beautiful thing’, look at you All quietism feeds is a front Don’t think because the frame’s useless it doesn’t apply. ( … needs is a font?) ‘Don’t seam me in.’ Huh? We’re used to the outer limits. I once took a tram to bourgeois consciousness thunderlining in clouds dispersing over city dump. Move on, out of crystals, to mighty exteriors, they told me at the gates, police of mind where it is usual to ask What condones the association? As in, What’s for breakfast. ‘Mind’ the convenience of a sack ‘Mind’ the cog gap ‘Mind’ the metre checked monthly ‘How are you today?’ Break first, questions later. ‘Nippy out there!’ Moving crystals, block to block. I’d call it Tennyson’s Lager Queen Mum’s the label. We had purpled our livers to, peopled our hearts’ sandwich-board hunger for – Ignore him. ‘Walk on’ my mind, permanency of view establishes crown, disperses crowd ‘troublesome brew’. Gather ye … skirts the issue. They tore up track! We fielded our surprise equidistantly maintaining classic perspective. ‘From each, the other’ slogan was better, for results – more evidence. The revolution / min met industry standards will be Internetted etc. I will pay my gratuities, my annuities, stock my fluids, and stoke my hold. Signed ______ ________. – Papermanency View Inc. – I hear The Burger Joy Conch right now read their liner notes out loud. I believe in the tradition of shame and humility in view of the fæces, I am a pervert. Dated __/__/__. Hence, ethics. Hence, limits. ‘We know the cap is a thinking drawer for a crap.’ So present, the inside, he’s absent, so inside the present he’s passé, so outside the past, his own won’t last, so past, the outside, he’s present as an absence so lasts he’s au courant. To be contained to be continued. Sleuthing sylphs tilt silt for numbers to bare their fare – stare – on automatic vision – of escalators By neck, the break by state, the gate by sale, the hail by blues, the ruse 4 Here, lies 5 Past-tense satisfaction over tense past. 1 To Have Represented So Little Cared For So Much To So Few 2 To Have Represented So Few Cared For So Little For So Much 3 To Have Cared For So Little Represented So Much To So Many 6 … the insecticide I’ve been using for my ideological problematic? I didn’t anticipate the ‘weeds’ vs ‘flowers’ problematic … 7 His secret tape worm oozing from National Archives 4,000 hours long … 37th president … at this point, so what recuperative B-movie gimmick next? 8 ‘Welcome to the eddies’, flat-tones basso Schwarzenegger. ‘Bring your Prose Edda. It’s a long ride.’ 9 ‘We’ ‘have’ ‘come’ ‘to’ ‘the’ ‘end’ ‘of’ ‘the’ ‘noodle’. Infinite fractions, it seems over my belt buckle – you discover genuine jewellery, ‘tasteful but glittery’. 0 The sixties now spill into zeroes. The clash of cash. From the ground up because ground down from the continually new viewpoint ‘refined’, even … Manifester Do the imperative Start off. Go bad. thing. Higher tones Refrigerated cinnamon! thing-out. Spoiling for an inside ‘Its wickerness’. out. Expression Waves crusting. were a sealing. ‘Seasons in the sun … ’ 1/ Red erosion begins on what was always considered invasion from Mars anyway – right … ? The grain of gain falls mainly with the plane, yet out of sight. ‘That’s right.’ Out of planes, plans; banks, ‘development’. Calibrated expertise – from sample to example, via type. Square ‘Structural Adjustment’ The price of peas and qeues – however it’s spelled ‘Vaal speaks to you; you do not speak to Vaal!’ Scriptwriters may have been thinking Baal – nor do I remember the runic tree alphabet; yet from the island’s steaming greens, I hungered for a sign. Of course, they might be spelling it Val, ‘valley girl’, insider’s joke? at least common Hollywood name (just the other week, ‘Val and the team’ went undercover in a world of high fashion). The party continued into evening the odds ‘Vaal’ would speak. 2/ Bearing respectfully in order of putting them on – them over (’fonly!), in taking them off … Put one on end of fork where it counts, go ahead, live with the tines, points well, eaten, down to shining ‘Phil Johnsons’ for the team – present participle? – city end of your Batcave mouth – hero. Or if you like, I can store your head in the freezer. Bad as Their remains to be said, not strewn; stated, not drawn: above and below as, 285–9 animals as, 86 asparagus as, bag as, 86 balloon as, 364 box as, 86 branch as, 319 brothers and sisters as, 358 burglar as, 395 children as, 357 clarinet as, 86 etc. Pay to waken from surrealistic detritus. I’m in a hemp suit, Dartmouth The indexed Road airport district word, to me suggests alogical place da Vinci’s in a logical space dream, by aspires too Freud, is today’s sublime Far below a ruled awakening gay travel market, and this ‘flight’ I’m on fire, holding a key, there is feeling generically surreal, TV leg-room ad voiceover in water concluding: Panning for a bearded surrealist control, in a world out baby sculls of gold prospects! the gurgling lake Deep within this ‘drive’ and no longer speaks there is to US DINK a magazine cover, scrawled ‘on young black soldier sal- uting flag, forehead’, I I’m in think, as the drive a barbershop, and Roland continues Barthes will address the aggluti- even nation … not only having parked the car! colonial occupation in Algeria, but my style of cut – ‘These turns’ (frantically gestures) ‘too predictable!’ Full-justified four-point legalese was really taxing my fibres, limbered to their limits – I was a tree, after all easily snapped and none would hear me if I did: teeth as, 37 tools as, 356 urinal as, 210 vermin as, 357 Retire on the rat you’ve been saving the last rhetorical flourish for when fatally cashed in. Rat symbol elegant distress-free lifestyle – I must have … stepped on one. ‘Good for you!’ 3/ The bottom line (‘if there only was one … ’) needs cream too … 4/ Complacency rules. A stringent No Filling-in-the-Blanks Allowed. Heard of it before … ? sex and wars and tax cuts – dire straits election Pastoral democracy – herd of it. Hence, the gadfly, and pies. The Prince and the doily papers. ‘Five stomachs hath the Fifth Estate … ’ See Dick’s sperm wriggling into Jane’s egg. CCM’s playoffs TV ad (2000), He scores! ‘You are too gonna have that baby and get married.’ ‘When has it been so real? Oh, you fake fuck, right on.’ Toughing it out fluffng it up I eat Smurfs. Turkeys in my contrail are smoked and sliced Trad flave, coming through. Backward glance. Troughing it out. Die now save yourself and all future expenses. The stern feather of comedy Sanka little further in Perestroika Pernod. We’ll miss your numbers at checkout. ‘And God gave himself a planetectomy’, it replied. ‘Someone’s going to that ambulance for sure!’ ‘Nice pressure … ’ ‘On top of the ambulance – oh my!’ Rhyme World USA Today Here’s vomit on it To a bald politician (NY, NY) It’s, like, I don’t care about the air in your hairs but, in your care, the air’s ‘in your hair.’ for Calvin Trillin Down with pollution! OUR HANDS FOR WHAT WE UNDERSTAND Placarded plea – from who cares to not us, so our hands don’t stand for what exactly Words outworn outwards wild stallions in cigarette ads to city folk with no cowboy lore: scallions. January 1, 2001