|| -------- -- -----  A E R I E   O B L I V I A N A . singular book of text wandertainment by Frank Edward Nora ------------------- ----------- ABAXIAL USUFRUCT--THE SEVENTEENTH ELEVEN <-------  ||  Superior  ||  Abaxial Usufruct  ||  -------> (Cup SUau017, Created v1 (4/27/99), Copyright 1999) = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Au177   | BESTCENTRE oh, I saw a bird today. he made my breath foul with glint omen. of course I am the son of Jesus Christ's sister. no, not Ms. Smith. I love her as an easel grand, though. I am caffeine. Au178   | DRIFTING DRAFTING the master, and the servant. the two become one. the two become one. they too betrothed and won. sailing down the river, drifting d r i f t i n g d  r  i  f  t  i  n  g d   r   i   f   t   i   n   g d    r    i    f    t    i    n    g    . the sun a lazy wave. the sound a murmered enclave of splash and laugh. this is the high time. this is the emergence. Au179   | GLOBES TOO WHY precious seconds tock thru the door waiting into out to when I arrive meld a moldy teabrew never de-hark my crossbow intentions pal never do it when I'm around pal I'm everything in the world not seen torpors of young gals ashame no life in store for those too bad can you craft a thousand knots in the shape of me? or a hundred gloves? that would be nice I am your friend and your lover I think we're both so weak we'll be squashed wunna these days demolished in our tracks I want more from this experience I want the escape always but of course I will learn I will better myself in any case open the case and remove the globes when we make love with each other we'll make love with the globes too why Au180   | IMMENSE QUESTION Who is the man in the stupid truck? Au181   | MUSINGS MATINGS I was on the bus but I got off miles before my stop and it was night and there were lights and people and I was confused and I was walking and nothing was familiar and the blur of it all... later I drove down a steep hill Au182   | OFFICER my tongue is white I think it's swollen the mirror is dusted with wheat and corn engines the others are trying to talk with the headless polar bear who has the big mop golden flecks of molten granite spray on my face looking west I lazily wade out but then an octopus catches me     flowing...         drifting... my blood is the ocean...     since the crash... my mind is like an old green car half buried in in sun-baked mud in other words my gun is just a dead bird     singing... Au183   | PLEASANTRY NEBULOSITY tell me if you will do it o pray tell o now that much in our lives is past I must remember you I am the one for you I I am here for you now is a time of great change I know you've heard this before but this time it is different we stand at a brink a bright at a fresh new opening for destiny cool and breezy o I am so enraptured in you and the future and our love but in the truth of it I think we'll do all right but the real action the real action the real action is in going nuts selling it all all we've got and moving to the hills with no future but there we might find it Au184   | RAINFALL FELT ABREAST grace your grace your grace yuck the members of the trivial the blast a blast in temorous wail scooter, alter music wheel weeks bread breen den faultows bill keeper then we wade out thru the snow so deep so red and dance an amble dreadful severe streetlamps error our way all corrupt in their beam and I utter these words and I tan a few coils a'bog so to treat it friend in that fortune is a band-aid for your mouth fool in foolish keepings do do and do with done I am always your personal fiend a'wild the tiles remain after the shower we walk and it dawns upon us the Au185   | SUCK IT GODDESS Venus, suck my cock. No, on second thought, why don't you, Artemis. uhh... I think you've got your pantheons mixed up Venus is Roman Artemis is Greek you might try Venus and Diana or on the other hand Aphrodite and Artemis but in a way this is a moot point since asking a goddess for oral sex is an extremely dangerous proposition but not dangerous for you? spat on the hood I did this sheet of paper is not me nor is it this sheet of paper see it Au186   | THE ACT THE ACT so now I understand I understand all the things which were secret before the best of these secrets was that I am what I am am I am well that is not too useful an idea but as you the reader can see this is not the best of poems if a poem at all thoughts o'food tingle well in manners for not a tree beheld brightly sounding banners the odd cards we meld yes very good in gain for fortunes we bey and when the end is near we seek not the new beginning but the older one well, just seeing that hotel lobby yeah just there just to be there I know not in the past I was the one there for now it's been years and an illusion of continuity and peace what we consider our darkest problems are really just lightweight jokes compared to the real questions the real heavy ones dealing with our existences oh well I cringe a little to think the way I live for the moment but I feel it is beneficial in the end certainly and I would rather abide an odd and perturbing present than endure a sloppy and irritating future well that's a thing the thing whats so being in a banter of brows seeing feeling mall fall waterfalls mallfalls whee wherever peek smeeck beak so now I see the way that this is that in the context of this I see that here this is a song but there it is a quanta a piece of something else and land band I see the way it all is a hallway to the locker room high school crapola so glad that's over sometimes I'll have a dream about having to go back to high school and the horrific feeling therewith and that and that and there is this I'm feelin' now I feel this way now I know I see I say when then to this bhiss chiss the bliss of bhiss not to mention the bliss of bhiss yes the way I write and talk now noithinghyut nothing yet everything Noel noel noel mystery micksetersty and the store I was at Bradlee's the other day real nice bought five buttons cool yeah that so it was a feeling and you had to be there how much $$$ do I got on me right now? 11:06:30 AM 3/20/90 25 cents exactly -- two dimes and a nickel not too good well if money is a weigher-down then I'm free sure at least just one pinball away so so so I would say that now I am here and sitting here and writing here and talking to you here and saying things and think of like the train station going up the stairs and all that so it's not what I would state but what I would desire to continue this text in the act of ending it Au187   | THE BEST OF PEOPLE All of you are the best of people. Loving you is too light a term. Please don't be in the basement this afternoon. Notice the caffeine. I am your humble tyrant. Eat me. Welcome to eleven. I'm pissed off. I'm here for you. I'm the only one behind the veil of the apparent! I praise. Notice the caffeine. Eat me. What I'm trying to say is hello. The lucky recipient of this singular honor. This is a droll and tedious text, but be glad it's not normal yet. Be semi-nuts! As for me, I left a while ago, so don't, please don't blame me for... for... well, I don't know. But! I admit it. Or -- admitted it. Or -- oh hell, am I fucked up or what? You think it's fun? You think... you think it's a breeze to do this thing? Well, it's not. I don't wanna burden you with my problems, but, like, my mind is, well, in a bad confusion. I'm pissed, you see. My girlfriend "doesn't like" me anymore. That vortex of energy I released three weeks ago seems to be "destroying the universe". My knee "kills". Driving all these hundreds of miles is "irritating" me. So -- FUCK OFF, YOU GODDAM... GODDAM... DUMMIES! Aw, just kidding, hey? I'm fine, really, I mean it! No -- really! What's the matter? I'm... I'm... oh, okay, I'm just a stupid ass. Love, -------> ------------------- ----------- -------- -- -----