i’m reading a thing about sex and gender and brain physiology and i’m not very far into it but i just wanted to share that apparently the gene on the y chromosome that triggers the development of testicles is called SRY and i’m laughing
sry. sry for the testicles kid. many apologies for putting your gonads outside your body and putting them in a little dangly flesh-sack. it’s not personal.
I’ll develop this town, split in two fifty years ago from now.
Give it a center
But important for this project, not erase the wooded plane at the top of the hill.
In turn the omniscient civic plan
My god-hand sweeping the spasm in the these thighs and plundered ground.
kneading tar into vacant spaces
to give contrast
When we both return, attracted by heat
I will ask for you in these woods, blinded and bound
Perhaps we can push each other on July 4th in the forest
From the linear distance that trail provides, understand the film of sweat produced,
tapers at the nape, giving me territory to anchor my feet.
It will be dusk
nourish you with sight
and see that washington rock with the deer deer deer
watching every move, foaming in seizure from luminous floaters.
I want you to see the fireworks, which is why I brought you here
But you need to understand that I am required to provide as much as possible
To understand the requirements and by virtue of their “it”-ness
superimpose knowledge of how to give the contents of “i”
drawn out as thick sap
So I want you to see the fireworks
from each town, as I have seen them
above them, doubling down on those below them
The multiplicity of every town in every state
god damn u.s.a
god bless america
giving or receiving thick vapors
and brevity so special
grinding on each other
and foaming at the mouth
9:55 pm I can convince japanchinamongoliaindiarussia
everything and everyone to celebrate independence
see sparks on the sinew border
sky and pubic pine and ground and skin and muscle blood cartilage
being in the forest
trodden by deer
drinking the waterfall