Aught, no. 11/12 (2003)

Noah Eli Gordon / from Jaywalking the Is

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fifth dream

To say the locomotive moves from effect to outcome historicizes the distance between a pile of coal & the vegetable dye drying into an animal shape on some porous stone.

There’s nothing philosophical about a flat surface & suffocation is the art of listening to flowers age.

If the century of synaesthesia died inside the combustion engine, does labeling oneself a social realist make sleep any more palpable?

Does thinking about a piano have a sound?

Does a museum organize anything besides our own death?

Does it change the way the real world looks?

A poem about a movie about a dream about a painting is about all I can project.

It takes something sharp to cut off an appendage.