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Sam Truitt http://www.samtruitt.org/ Today in the PEN Poetry Series, guest poetry editor C.D. Wright features an excerpt from Sam Truitt’s poem “Dick” . About Truitt’s work, Wright says: the thing that appeals most to be about Sam Truitt is that the work is conceptual in the richest sense of the word. Surprise is built in and so is meaning. Even he doesn’t know from whence the next stimulus or modus operandi, but it will be convulsive. “Dick” is about the Kennedy assassination and the machinations around that event. References to the latter are somewhat oblique: In fact, the whole work is, including most obdurately the integral deployment of Morse Code as text. More information on this elusive text (especially for those of us who don’t know Morse Code) can be found here. Welcome to Sams World. from Dick Did they do it? At the pump, did Jill hit Jack? But each place is well and each well a hole encircled by hunters on their hams with spears listening between the broken and whole words into the darkness below for the sound of their breathing and the breathing of the hole in the dark for some fall that is after all cause for image projected staring back into them. With red eyes. With hard heavy shoulders. With terror. Be still! —- / … -..- —.. / —.- -..- ..- / .—. —- -… ..- -.-. ..- / …. ..- -… / -..- — —- / —- -… — —- / ..- / - ..- ..-. . -.…-.. . …- —- — ..- -.. .-.. ..- / —- / -.-. -… . … -. —- But the pigeons are all gone, the dock deserted. There are no voices from here to record the descent. And the cleaning fluids in the end swirl back into their respective jars. False statement. I dont know how I fell asleep last night and dont know if Im awake now. True enough. Summary of scene. Questions. Do we have key sentences? Passages? What results? What does it say about relationship? This is not enough. And how many holes do I find when I sound enough? There is not enough time to come back to see, her eyes wide open under water. .-.. ..- -… …. ..- …. —- .-.. / -..- -.. .-.. -..- -.- / — ..- -.. —- .-.. —- .—. / .—. —- - —- / …. ..- -.-. -..- —- -. / -.-. . —- -… —- / — ..- -.. —. -. —- -.. -.-. -..- -… -.- —- -.. / - —- -.. / -.- ..- .-.. . -.- —- / —- -.- -..- / …. -..- -.. —. —. -..- -. / …. -..- -.. —. —. -..- -. / — ..- … —- -.- -..- -.- —- -.. / — —- .-.. —- / .-.. —- — -.-. —- -.. —. / …. ..- .-.. ..- … —- -. / — ..- — .—. ..- -… -.-. —- . -.- . / -.-. —- -.. —. -..- -.. —- -.. / .-.. ..- -… -.-. -..- —- -.. —. / .-.. . -.-. —- / .-.. . -.-. —- / —- -.- -..- / — ..- -.. - ..- -.. —. —- -… / .-.. —- -.. —. . …. —- -.. / -.- —- -.. —- -.- / -.- —- -.. —- -.- / - . / -.-. —- .— —- -. / - . -.. - . -.. —. I only know what people said and sometimes wrote and sometimes didnt say and sometimes didnt write and only now, vein by vein, leaf on leaf, putting together an arch through which to pass on. Pass out. Pass groan. Pass tally sticks of loam. Drool. Slurps. Spurts. Squirts. Tears. Ooze. Gums. AKA slug. AKA shining tragic area. AKA I have walked this Earth and in sepulchral silence of afternoon detention touched, delicate as a bird in flight, check six, the sphincter. ..- -.- -..- / — ..- — -.-. -..- —- .-.. / -.- ..- .—. —- - —- / …. -..- —- -… —- / -.- ..- .-.. . -.- —- / … —- — —- / -.- ..- — -..- - . —- -.. / —- -.- -..- / — ..- -.. - ..- -.. —. —- -… / —- .—. —- / -.— —- -.. —. / -.-. —- -.-. ..- / — ..- -.. —- -.. —. . …. / - . -.- ..- -.. - —- … . -.- —- -.. / - ..- -.. —. —- -.. / .— —- -.-. —- -.. —- / . -.…-.-.- / [Bound, passing on the stage to the place of execution, and B going before, pleading.] .—. ..- —- -.-. ..- / …. ..- .-.. ..- -.. —. —- -. / -.-. -..- - —- -.- / - —- -.. / …. ..- .-.. ..- -.. —. —- -. / -.- -..- -.. . -.. —. / -.- ..- -.-. —- -.- … —- .-.. —- -.. / …. —- -.— —- / ..- — .—. —- -.. —. —- -.. / — -..- / -.-. -..- -.- —- -.. -.- —- -. / -.-. ..- .— -… —- -.— / -… —- -.. —- / — -..- / -.— —- -.. —. In the United States there are more spaces where nobody is than where anybody is, she writes. A few trees stick out, MRX. We all came here for the cleavage and left embarrassed. GIGO. Charlie Mike. .—. —- …. .-.. .-.-.- / — . -.. / -. -..- .— —- / -. —- .— -.. -. ..- -.- -.- .-.-.- / .—- . .-.. -.- ..- … … — -..- / -. —- .-.-.- / ..- -.-. - —- / -… . …. .—. —- …. .-.. —- .-.-.- / ..- . -.. -. -..- / - —- -.. .-.-.- / [Enter a Solider in the woods. (A rude tomb seen.)] - -..- … … ..- …. / -…—- —- / — ..- .—- .-.. —- / … . / -. —- .-.. -. / …. .-.. . -… —- .-.. / …. .—. —- -.. / .-.….- —. -. -..- .-.-.- / ..- . / -.- -… -..- -. —- / . — -… —- -.-. -.-…—- —- / - —- -.. .-.-.- / -. ..- — — -. ..- -.- -.- He or shes either a good criminal or a bad one, and we have places for both. — -..- -… - ..- -… / -… —- .—. . -.. ..- / —. -… —- - . —. -. ..- .-.. / —- —. / … . -.- ..- —. -.— … - . —. -. ..- .-.. / ..- -… / …- —- -… / ..-. ..- … … ..- …. / … . — The black dog, its face in sections on the mother board waiting to be pawed. Sung to sleep. But never all. At once. It must be latticedxs to mark each spotso that thoughts got something to grow on. To latch on. Catch. Gnaw. To claw. To slip past we must not tear at the meshes the en in the above like net and let and FAHQT. -.-. —- -.. .-.. ..- -… -… —- -.. ..- —- …. / -… —- -.-. ..- -… .-.. / -.- ..- -.. -.. ..- - -.— / …- —- — —- …. / -.-. —- -.. -. ..- -.-. ..- -… / ..- …. .-.. ..- / - —- / -. -… / -. —- … - ..- — —- -.. / —.- -..- ..- / .— —- -… -… ..- -.. / -.. —- —- / …. ..- / . — .—. —- -… .-.. —- .-.-.- / [Exeunt omnes.] — —- …. / …. ..- / …. ..- -… / …. —- -.-. —- / - ..- / -… —- — —- / ..- —.- -..- . .-.. —- .-.. . …- —- …. / ..- / .-.. —- — —- -… / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / -. —- — ..- -.. …. / -.-. —- -.. …. / ..- -.. …- ..- … -. ..- -.-. . - —- …. / .—. ..- … —- / -.-. —- -… -.-. —- …. / - —- -.. - —- / —- —- …. / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / …. —- -.. .-.. —- …. / …- . -… —. ..- -.. …. / .—. —- -… —- / —- / — —- -.. -.-. -. —- / - —- / . -.. …. —- … ..- -.. .-.. ..- / -.-. -… -..- .-.. —- … / —. -..- ..- -… -… —- / — —- - / .-. ..- -… ..- -.-. -… —- / ..- -.. .-.. —- —- / —.- -..- ..- / ..- … ..- / .-. —- -.. -. ..- .-. ..- / ..- / - . —. —- / … -. ..- / ..- —- …. .-.. … —- -.. - / ..-. —- … —- / ..- — / .—….- - —- - ..- / - —- / -.. —- …. …. —- / . - —- …. —- …. / ..- / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / .—- —- …- ..- -.. …. / -.. —- —- / .—. —- …. …. —- / ..- …. .-. —- … -. ..- -… / — —- …. / - . —.. ..- -… / … -. ..- / —.- -..- ..- / -.. —- —- / — ..- / . — .—. —- -… .-.. —- / ..- / .-.. —- — ..- / —- / -.. —- / .—. . —- -… / - —- …. / -…—. —- .-.. ..- …. ..- …. / .—. —- - … —.- -..- ..- / …. -..- —- …. / ..-. —- .-. —- …. / -.. —- —- / … . —. —- / ..- -.. —.- -..- —- -.. .-.. —- / …- —- .-. ..- / .-.. ..- — / —. —- -… —. —- -.. .-.. —- …. / .—. —- -… —- / -… ..- …. .—. —- -.. - ..- -… / .—. —- -… —- / — . — / -.. —- —- Then every day seemed to end with its ass in the aira red door. Whose that hiding, in the treetops? Predictably we referred to it as enargeia because its destined from the sun who thunders with his spear plucking feathers off a flower. A little yellow bird. On the window sill. Thats why we cant take things (properties) whole: Thered be nothing (improperty) left to hold. Thats why we cant take too long. Or when we do facts explode. Faces. PFM. Or what we are ignites what we aremetal wings on a stump flung into ECP. To lose, sucking rubber, our faces. Or Whiskey Delta we are on the back of a monitor, our collaborator. Its a sphere face in, like a black sun sucking Alpha. .-. —- … — / .-.. . -.. ..- / …. . / …. —- / …. -..- .—. —- -… .-.. ..- / —. -… ..- …. ..- … . … ..- / - ..- / …- —- -… …. .-.. —- / - ..- / -… —- -.— .-.. -. ..- —- -.. / ..- ..-. ..- .-. .-.. ..- / - ..- / - -..- -… ..- -… ..- / .—. ..- -.. .-.. -… -..- / ..-… . / … -..- . / …- . .-.. ..- —- —.. / .-. -..- . The sides of the leaves near his brow were whitened, signifying the radiant heat he gave off. —. -..- … - .-.-.- / - -..- / -.- —- — / ..- ..-. .-.. ..- -… / —. -..- … - / . / …. .-.. —- …- ..- -… .-.-.- / - -..- / -. —- -… / —- -… -.-. ..- .—- - ..- .-.. / ..-. —- -… / — . —. .-.-.- / - ..- -… Sure I caught the rhyme but have a jammed a man inside? —-.. .-.-.- / [Enter D and C with L, ravished; her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out] — —- ..- -… / -.-. -… —- - .— -… / -.— -.. / .-. —- ..- … / ..- . / .—. -… . -.. .-.. / .-.. -… .— — / —. —- -.. / ….-. —- -..- .—. …. .-.-.-/ Knocking without. - —- …. / —- / … ..- — .—. -… ..- …. —- / .-. — - - —- / -. —- — ..- / —- / .—. —- -… .-.. / .-.. —- .-.. ..- …. / -..- -.. . -….- .-. —- / . / …. —- … —- / -.. —- / —- -.-. …. .-.. —- -.. .-.. / —- . ..- —- .-.-.- / Flourish. -..- -.. / —- -… ..- . - ..- / - ..- / - —- -….- … ..- -.. .-.. / … . / ..-. —- / .-. —- — .—. —- -.. -.— . —- .-.-.- / [Knocking within.] …. . / .-.. -..- / ..- .-.. …. / ..- … / —.- -..- ..- / - —- …. / …- . -….- … - — -.. …. / …- . -.. ..- / -.. —- / .—. -… —- .—. / ..- … … .-.-.- / [Enter an Old Courtier.] …. . / ..- …. .-.. —- …. / - . …. .—. —- …. —- - —- / —- / -.. —- / -… ..- …. . - . -… / ..- -.. / -..- -.. / …- . … —- / .—. ..- -… —- / - ..- …. .—. -… —- …. / …. ..- / … . / —- -.-. —- -.. - —- -.. - — .-.-.- / [He throws a stone at him.] .—. ..- -… / .-.. —- -.. .-.. / -. . / -. —- / .—. —- —.- - ..- ..- .-.. We wear iron masks. …. —- …- —- …. … —- -… - —- / .-.. ..- -. … . -.- ..- … . /-.——….-.——..——../—.-..-…-..—……/-..—.—-..—-..-/..—..—…-.-..—.. / Got to move like a diamond. Nothing can touch the now. -.-. -..- -.— -..- -.- / .-.. -..- - - / -.-. ..- -.. . — / -.- —- -.. / —. ..- -.. ..- -… —- … / - -.— -.. —- — . .-. …. One day the rebel is sheep for rent or gored. / -.- —- …- —. —- / . .-. . -.. / -.- -..- … -..- -.-. ..- / . —.. … ..- - . — / .-.. -..- — / …. —- —. -..- -.- / —. ..- .-. ..- … ..- -… / . .-. . -.. .-.-.- / …. . — - . / —. —- -… - -..- —. -..- -.. -..- —.. / -.-. -..- / —- .-. ..- / —. —- —.. -.— —- …. … —- -… .-.-.- / …- ..- / . .-. . -.. / -.-. ..- -.. . — / [Singing within. Exit Ghost.] -.— —- -.. —- -.- … —- - … / -.— —- …. … ..- / -.- ..- -… ..- …. ..- -.- … ..- -.- … —- -… ..- -.. / - —- … - -..- -… -..- … — —- …. ..- .-.-.- / -.-. ..- / —- .-. ..- -.. —- .-. —- -.- / -.- . — . -.. / -. —- … - ..- / -.-. ..- - .. . — / — —- -. -.- -..- — / —- —. … -..- / . .-. . -.. Cloaked in myth and dysfunction the city bloated lies dreaming before us, but across the desert (a mirror) at angels 36 the important versus the merely simply relevant feelings form a convex-concave curve looking up at the world looking down within an awareness of scale as well as the scales of the rainbow-hued dragon that rules our CHT. The small wholesome towns of the republic. Their three streetlights. The way the roads get weird around the courthouse. The music coming up on the brown-skinned actress and the doctor with the eyeglasses. Two day lilies to starboard eating lotus nutsthe sullen man and the woman who has brought her own earbuds, to gaze into the spray enraptured. She could be down there looking up over the rainbow, stopped at a train crossing singing Hail to the Meat. ..- …. .-.. —- / .-. … —- -… —- / —.- -..- ..- / - — / …. . …. .-.. ..- — —- / ..- …. .-.. —- / -… —- .-.. —- / …. ..- -.. / -… ..- -….- .—. —- -… — - The penultimate shot, a dime-sized tunnel through the throat, still smokes. Today we squeeze FIDO through that hole to reach America. …- -..- ..- … —- / .-.. —- -.. / -… —- .—. . - —- .-.-.- / [Enter First Murtherer to the door.] - ..- / … —- / .—. —- … - — -.-. -… —- / .—. -… . — —- / - —- -.. - ..- / ..- …. .-.. —- / .-.. -..- / — —- -… . - —- .-.-.- / …. . / .—. -..- ..- - —- / -. —- .-. ..- -… / —.- -..- ..- / — . / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / - ..- / .-.. —- - - — / … —- / -… . —.- -..- ..- —.. —- / - ..- …. .—. ..- -… .-.. —- -… / — ..- .-.-.- / [Enter the Banditti. Flourish. Pennants.] …. . / …. ..- / - ..- …. -….- .—….- -… .-.. —- / -..- -.. / .—. … —- -.. ..- .-.. —- / — ..- / .—. —- -… ..- .-. ..- / —- -.-. —- .—- —- / .—. —- -… —- / —.- -..- ..- / -.— —- / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / ..- -.. / ..- … / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / ..- .-.. ..- -… -.. —- .-.-.- / - — - —- -… -.. —- …. / - ..- / - -..- … .-. ..- / - ..- / —.- -..- . ..- -.. / -. —- -.-. … —- / …. -..- - — …- ..- / …. —- -.-. -… . -.. —- / … —- / .—. —- .—. —- / — —- -….- -.. —- …. / - ..- …. —- .—. —- .-. . -.-. … ..- / -. —- -.. / .—. —- - —- - —- / .—. —- -… / .-. —- …- —- -… / ..- / -. . - ….- —.. —- / .-.. -..- / .-. -..- ..- -… .—. —- / - ..- …. -.. -..- - —- / - ..- / …. -..- …. / - —- …. / -… —- — —- …. / - ..- / … —- …. .-.-.- / [Knocking within.] …- —- — …- ..- .-.. . ….. .-.- .-/ [Exeunt omnes with torches] .-. -..- -.-….- -… .-.. —- / .-. —- -.. / —.. ——… —.. —- …. / —. -… —- …. ..- -… —- / .-. -..- -.— —- / .-. -… ..- .-. . — . ..- -.. .-.. —- .-.-.- / [Midday. (Banquet.) Enter Ghost.] - . ..- / …. —- -.. -.. ..- / . …. .-.. / ..- . -.. / - . ..- -.-. .-.-.- / -..- -.. - / — . .-.. / …. ..- - Published on 2013-05-25 00:24:00 by Reckon

Sam Truitt http://www.samtruitt.org/ Today in the PEN Poetry Series, guest poetry editor C.D. Wright features an excerpt from Sam Truitt’s poem “Dick” . About Truitt’s work, Wright says: the thing that appeals most to be about Sam Truitt is that the work is conceptual in the richest sense of the word. Surprise is built in and so is meaning. Even he doesn’t know from whence the next stimulus or modus operandi, but it will be convulsive. “Dick” is about the Kennedy assassination and the machinations around that event. References to the latter are somewhat oblique: In fact, the whole work is, including most obdurately the integral deployment of Morse Code as text. More information on this elusive text (especially for those of us who don’t know Morse Code) can be found here. Welcome to Sams World. from Dick Did they do it? At the pump, did Jill hit Jack? But each place is well and each well a hole encircled by hunters on their hams with spears listening between the broken and whole words into the darkness below for the sound of their breathing and the breathing of the hole in the dark for some fall that is after all cause for image projected staring back into them. With red eyes. With hard heavy shoulders. With terror. Be still! —- / … -..- —.. / —.- -..- ..- / .—. —- -… ..- -.-. ..- / …. ..- -… / -..- — —- / —- -… — —- / ..- / - ..- ..-. . -.…-.. . …- —- — ..- -.. .-.. ..- / —- / -.-. -… . … -. —- But the pigeons are all gone, the dock deserted. There are no voices from here to record the descent. And the cleaning fluids in the end swirl back into their respective jars. False statement. I dont know how I fell asleep last night and dont know if Im awake now. True enough. Summary of scene. Questions. Do we have key sentences? Passages? What results? What does it say about relationship? This is not enough. And how many holes do I find when I sound enough? There is not enough time to come back to see, her eyes wide open under water. .-.. ..- -… …. ..- …. —- .-.. / -..- -.. .-.. -..- -.- / — ..- -.. —- .-.. —- .—. / .—. —- - —- / …. ..- -.-. -..- —- -. / -.-. . —- -… —- / — ..- -.. —. -. —- -.. -.-. -..- -… -.- —- -.. / - —- -.. / -.- ..- .-.. . -.- —- / —- -.- -..- / …. -..- -.. —. —. -..- -. / …. -..- -.. —. —. -..- -. / — ..- … —- -.- -..- -.- —- -.. / — —- .-.. —- / .-.. —- — -.-. —- -.. —. / …. ..- .-.. ..- … —- -. / — ..- — .—. ..- -… -.-. —- . -.- . / -.-. —- -.. —. -..- -.. —- -.. / .-.. ..- -… -.-. -..- —- -.. —. / .-.. . -.-. —- / .-.. . -.-. —- / —- -.- -..- / — ..- -.. - ..- -.. —. —- -… / .-.. —- -.. —. . …. —- -.. / -.- —- -.. —- -.- / -.- —- -.. —- -.- / - . / -.-. —- .— —- -. / - . -.. - . -.. —. I only know what people said and sometimes wrote and sometimes didnt say and sometimes didnt write and only now, vein by vein, leaf on leaf, putting together an arch through which to pass on. Pass out. Pass groan. Pass tally sticks of loam. Drool. Slurps. Spurts. Squirts. Tears. Ooze. Gums. AKA slug. AKA shining tragic area. AKA I have walked this Earth and in sepulchral silence of afternoon detention touched, delicate as a bird in flight, check six, the sphincter. ..- -.- -..- / — ..- — -.-. -..- —- .-.. / -.- ..- .—. —- - —- / …. -..- —- -… —- / -.- ..- .-.. . -.- —- / … —- — —- / -.- ..- — -..- - . —- -.. / —- -.- -..- / — ..- -.. - ..- -.. —. —- -… / —- .—. —- / -.— —- -.. —. / -.-. —- -.-. ..- / — ..- -.. —- -.. —. . …. / - . -.- ..- -.. - —- … . -.- —- -.. / - ..- -.. —. —- -.. / .— —- -.-. —- -.. —- / . -.…-.-.- / [Bound, passing on the stage to the place of execution, and B going before, pleading.] .—. ..- —- -.-. ..- / …. ..- .-.. ..- -.. —. —- -. / -.-. -..- - —- -.- / - —- -.. / …. ..- .-.. ..- -.. —. —- -. / -.- -..- -.. . -.. —. / -.- ..- -.-. —- -.- … —- .-.. —- -.. / …. —- -.— —- / ..- — .—. —- -.. —. —- -.. / — -..- / -.-. -..- -.- —- -.. -.- —- -. / -.-. ..- .— -… —- -.— / -… —- -.. —- / — -..- / -.— —- -.. —. In the United States there are more spaces where nobody is than where anybody is, she writes. A few trees stick out, MRX. We all came here for the cleavage and left embarrassed. GIGO. Charlie Mike. .—. —- …. .-.. .-.-.- / — . -.. / -. -..- .— —- / -. —- .— -.. -. ..- -.- -.- .-.-.- / .—- . .-.. -.- ..- … … — -..- / -. —- .-.-.- / ..- -.-. - —- / -… . …. .—. —- …. .-.. —- .-.-.- / ..- . -.. -. -..- / - —- -.. .-.-.- / [Enter a Solider in the woods. (A rude tomb seen.)] - -..- … … ..- …. / -…—- —- / — ..- .—- .-.. —- / … . / -. —- .-.. -. / …. .-.. . -… —- .-.. / …. .—. —- -.. / .-.….- —. -. -..- .-.-.- / ..- . / -.- -… -..- -. —- / . — -… —- -.-. -.-…—- —- / - —- -.. .-.-.- / -. ..- — — -. ..- -.- -.- He or shes either a good criminal or a bad one, and we have places for both. — -..- -… - ..- -… / -… —- .—. . -.. ..- / —. -… —- - . —. -. ..- .-.. / —- —. / … . -.- ..- —. -.— … - . —. -. ..- .-.. / ..- -… / …- —- -… / ..-. ..- … … ..- …. / … . — The black dog, its face in sections on the mother board waiting to be pawed. Sung to sleep. But never all. At once. It must be latticedxs to mark each spotso that thoughts got something to grow on. To latch on. Catch. Gnaw. To claw. To slip past we must not tear at the meshes the en in the above like net and let and FAHQT. -.-. —- -.. .-.. ..- -… -… —- -.. ..- —- …. / -… —- -.-. ..- -… .-.. / -.- ..- -.. -.. ..- - -.— / …- —- — —- …. / -.-. —- -.. -. ..- -.-. ..- -… / ..- …. .-.. ..- / - —- / -. -… / -. —- … - ..- — —- -.. / —.- -..- ..- / .— —- -… -… ..- -.. / -.. —- —- / …. ..- / . — .—. —- -… .-.. —- .-.-.- / [Exeunt omnes.] — —- …. / …. ..- / …. ..- -… / …. —- -.-. —- / - ..- / -… —- — —- / ..- —.- -..- . .-.. —- .-.. . …- —- …. / ..- / .-.. —- — —- -… / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / -. —- — ..- -.. …. / -.-. —- -.. …. / ..- -.. …- ..- … -. ..- -.-. . - —- …. / .—. ..- … —- / -.-. —- -… -.-. —- …. / - —- -.. - —- / —- —- …. / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / …. —- -.. .-.. —- …. / …- . -… —. ..- -.. …. / .—. —- -… —- / —- / — —- -.. -.-. -. —- / - —- / . -.. …. —- … ..- -.. .-.. ..- / -.-. -… -..- .-.. —- … / —. -..- ..- -… -… —- / — —- - / .-. ..- -… ..- -.-. -… —- / ..- -.. .-.. —- —- / —.- -..- ..- / ..- … ..- / .-. —- -.. -. ..- .-. ..- / ..- / - . —. —- / … -. ..- / ..- —- …. .-.. … —- -.. - / ..-. —- … —- / ..- — / .—….- - —- - ..- / - —- / -.. —- …. …. —- / . - —- …. —- …. / ..- / -.. —- …. …. —- …. / .—- —- …- ..- -.. …. / -.. —- —- / .—. —- …. …. —- / ..- …. .-. —- … -. ..- -… / — —- …. / - . —.. ..- -… / … -. ..- / —.- -..- ..- / -.. —- —- / — ..- / . — .—. —- -… .-.. —- / ..- / .-.. —- — ..- / —- / -.. —- / .—. . —- -… / - —- …. / -…—. —- .-.. ..- …. ..- …. / .—. —- - … —.- -..- ..- / …. -..- —- …. / ..-. —- .-. —- …. / -.. —- —- / … . —. —- / ..- -.. —.- -..- —- -.. .-.. —- / …- —- .-. ..- / .-.. ..- — / —. —- -… —. —- -.. .-.. —- …. / .—. —- -… —- / -… ..- …. .—. —- -.. - ..- -… / .—. —- -… —- / — . — / -.. —- —- Then every day seemed to end with its ass in the aira red door. Whose that hiding, in the treetops? Predictably we referred to it as enargeia because its destined from the sun who thunders with his spear plucking feathers off a flower. A little yellow bird. On the window sill. Thats why we cant take things (properties) whole: Thered be nothing (improperty) left to hold. Thats why we cant take too long. Or when we do facts explode. Faces. PFM. Or what we are ignites what we aremetal wings on a stump flung into ECP. To lose, sucking rubber, our faces. Or Whiskey Delta we are on the back of a monitor, our collaborator. Its a sphere face in, like a black sun sucking Alpha. .-. —- … — / .-.. . -.. ..- / …. . / …. —- / …. -..- .—. —- -… .-.. ..- / —. -… ..- …. ..- … . … ..- / - ..- / …- —- -… …. .-.. —- / - ..- / -… —- -.— .-.. -. ..- —- -.. / ..- ..-. ..- .-. .-.. ..- / - ..- / - -..- -… ..- -… ..- / .—. ..- -.. .-.. -… -..- / ..-… . / … -..- . / …- . .-.. ..- —- —.. / .-. -..- . The sides of the leaves near his brow were whitened, signifying the radiant heat he gave off. —. -..- … - .-.-.- / - -..- / -.- —- — / ..- ..-. .-.. ..- -… / —. -..- … - / . / …. .-.. —- …- ..- -… .-.-.- / - -..- / -. —- -… / —- -… -.-. ..- .—- - ..- .-.. / ..-. —- -… / — . —. .-.-.- / - ..- -… Sure I caught the rhyme but have a jammed a man inside? —-.. .-.-.- / [Enter D and C with L, ravished; her hands cut off, and her tongue cut out] — —- ..- -… / -.-. -… —- - .— -… / -.— -.. / .-. —- ..- … / ..- . / .—. -… . -.. .-.. / .-.. -… .— — / —. —- -.. / ….-. —- -..- .—. …. .-.-.-/ Knocking without. - —- …. / —- / … ..- — .—. -… ..- …. —- / .-. — - - —- / -. —- — ..- / —- / .—. —- -… .-.. / .-.. —- .-.. ..- …. / -..- -.. . -….- .-. —- / . / …. —- … —- / -.. —- / —- -.-. …. .-.. —- -.. .-.. / —- . ..- —- .-.-.- / Flourish. -..- -.. / —- -… ..- . - ..- / - ..- / - —- -….- … ..- -.. .-.. / … . / ..-. —- / .-. —- — .—. —- -.. -.— . —- .-.-.- / [Knocking within.] …. . / .-.. -..- / ..- .-.. …. / ..- … / —.- -..- ..- / - —- …. / …- . -….- … - — -.. …. / …- . -.. ..- / -.. —- / .—. -… —- .—. / ..- … … .-.-.- / [Enter an Old Courtier.] …. . / ..- …. .-.. —- …. / - . …. .—. —- …. —- - —- / —- / -.. —- / -… ..- …. . - . -… / ..- -.. / -..- -.. / …- . … —- / .—. ..- -… —- / - ..- …. .—. -… —- …. / …. ..- / … . / —- -.-. —- -.. - —- -.. - — .-.-.- / [He throws a stone at him.] .—. ..- -… / .-.. —- -.. .-.. / -. . / -. —- / .—. —- —.- - ..- ..- .-.. We wear iron masks. …. —- …- —- …. … —- -… - —- / .-.. ..- -. … . -.- ..- … . /-.——….-.——..——../—.-..-…-..—……/-..—.—-..—-..-/..—..—…-.-..—.. / Got to move like a diamond. Nothing can touch the now. -.-. -..- -.— -..- -.- / .-.. -..- - - / -.-. ..- -.. . — / -.- —- -.. / —. ..- -.. ..- -… —- … / - -.— -.. —- — . .-. …. One day the rebel is sheep for rent or gored. / -.- —- …- —. —- / . .-. . -.. / -.- -..- … -..- -.-. ..- / . —.. … ..- - . — / .-.. -..- — / …. —- —. -..- -.- / —. ..- .-. ..- … ..- -… / . .-. . -.. .-.-.- / …. . — - . / —. —- -… - -..- —. -..- -.. -..- —.. / -.-. -..- / —- .-. ..- / —. —- —.. -.— —- …. … —- -… .-.-.- / …- ..- / . .-. . -.. / -.-. ..- -.. . — / [Singing within. Exit Ghost.] -.— —- -.. —- -.- … —- - … / -.— —- …. … ..- / -.- ..- -… ..- …. ..- -.- … ..- -.- … —- -… ..- -.. / - —- … - -..- -… -..- … — —- …. ..- .-.-.- / -.-. ..- / —- .-. ..- -.. —- .-. —- -.- / -.- . — . -.. / -. —- … - ..- / -.-. ..- - .. . — / — —- -. -.- -..- — / —- —. … -..- / . .-. . -.. Cloaked in myth and dysfunction the city bloated lies dreaming before us, but across the desert (a mirror) at angels 36 the important versus the merely simply relevant feelings form a convex-concave curve looking up at the world looking down within an awareness of scale as well as the scales of the rainbow-hued dragon that rules our CHT. The small wholesome towns of the republic. Their three streetlights. The way the roads get weird around the courthouse. The music coming up on the brown-skinned actress and the doctor with the eyeglasses. Two day lilies to starboard eating lotus nutsthe sullen man and the woman who has brought her own earbuds, to gaze into the spray enraptured. She could be down there looking up over the rainbow, stopped at a train crossing singing Hail to the Meat. ..- …. .-.. —- / .-. … —- -… —- / —.- -..- ..- / - — / …. . …. .-.. ..- — —- / ..- …. .-.. —- / -… —- .-.. —- / …. ..- -.. / -… ..- -….- .—. —- -… — - The penultimate shot, a dime-sized tunnel through the throat, still smokes. Today we squeeze FIDO through that hole to reach America. …- -..- ..- … —- / .-.. —- -.. / -… —- .—. . - —- .-.-.- / [Enter First Murtherer to the door.] - ..- / … —- / .—. —- … - — -.-. -… —- / .—. -… . — —- / - —- -.. - ..- / ..- …. .-.. —- / .-.. -..- / — —- -… . - —- .-.-.- / …. . / .—. -..- ..- - —- / -. —- .-. ..- -… / —.- -..- ..- / — . / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / - ..- / .-.. —- - - — / … —- / -… . —.- -..- ..- —.. —- / - ..- …. .—. ..- -… .-.. —- -… / — ..- .-.-.- / [Enter the Banditti. Flourish. Pennants.] …. . / …. ..- / - ..- …. -….- .—….- -… .-.. —- / -..- -.. / .—. … —- -.. ..- .-.. —- / — ..- / .—. —- -… ..- .-. ..- / —- -.-. —- .—- —- / .—. —- -… —- / —.- -..- ..- / -.— —- / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / ..- -.. / ..- … / …. -..- ..- -.. —- / ..- .-.. ..- -… -.. —- .-.-.- / - — - —- -… -.. —- …. / - ..- / - -..- … .-. ..- / - ..- / —.- -..- . ..- -.. / -. —- -.-. … —- / …. -..- - — …- ..- / …. —- -.-. -… . -.. —- / … —- / .—. —- .—. —- / — —- -….- -.. —- …. / - ..- …. —- .—. —- .-. . -.-. … ..- / -. —- -.. / .—. —- - —- - —- / .—. —- -… / .-. —- …- —- -… / ..- / -. . - ….- —.. —- / .-.. -..- / .-. -..- ..- -… .—. —- / - ..- …. -.. -..- - —- / - ..- / …. -..- …. / - —- …. / -… —- — —- …. / - ..- / … —- …. .-.-.- / [Knocking within.] …- —- — …- ..- .-.. . ….. .-.- .-/ [Exeunt omnes with torches] .-. -..- -.-….- -… .-.. —- / .-. —- -.. / —.. ——… —.. —- …. / —. -… —- …. ..- -… —- / .-. -..- -.— —- / .-. -… ..- .-. . — . ..- -.. .-.. —- .-.-.- / [Midday. (Banquet.) Enter Ghost.] - . ..- / …. —- -.. -.. ..- / . …. .-.. / ..- . -.. / - . ..- -.-. .-.-.- / -..- -.. - / — . .-.. / …. ..-

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