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01.08.07
Rothko Chapel Sequence
spaces 
farther off 
are spaces 
farther off 
spaces 
blank 
by blank 
arranged 
for almost 
always 
ending 
arranged for
always 
writing

 

 

 


over 
throat 
about to 
say 
about to 
wear 
wide wash 
of event 
one wakes 
in the margins 
of error 
to see 
a hill 
is empty

 

 

 


from neon 
on the walkway 
of all things 
intersecting 
just repeated 
no future 
knowledge 
one watching 
out the window 
goes the gutted 
window 
another 
imitation 
sparrow

 

 

 


echoes 
w/sound 
of something 
not something 
heading 
towards 
disappearance 
towards 
ashen 
sense of 
scene 
forget it 
the dark

 

 

 


is crowded 
w/dark 
time 
fashioning 
glow 
of having 
once filled 
of having once 
read of things 
about to be 
leveled 
before 
they were 
phantom

 

 

 


limbs 
endless 
absence 
filling 
frame 
unframed 
endless 
headless 
poppy 
crowded 
w/ violence 
another such 
stringing 
out

 

 

 


of thing 
another such 
burning 
market 
such averted 
looking 
such fitted 
quiet 
splash goes 
the arm 
is also 
on fire 
w/television 
dear gunning

 

 

 


citizen 
what will 
one wear 
to war 
the waist 
outgrows 
evening 
attire 
with barren 
squaring 
need 
to outgrow 
always into 
someone’s

 

 

 


ongoing money 
of what is space 
for but money 
in the ongoing 
flashbulb 
age of what is 
space but 
about to 
have been lit 
with money 
bends to fit 
the shape 
few trees 
vacant

 

 

 


which is to say 
the century of looking 
as always 
at a body 
as always to exact 
control 
century of the eye 
cinema too much 
century 
of wanting 
only to look 
the negative too 
is pleasing 
to have seen

 

 

 


hour 
by hour 
made more 
absent made 
electronic 
revision 
to head 
as eye 
is to all 
day lunar light 
immures 
the looking 
system 
history

 

 

 


of being taken 
by storm 
by what 
wearing 
thin 
thing 
has in 
guests 
to eat 
fancy 
new skin 
of never 
one’s own 
heaps

 

 

 


for the taking 
evacuated 
room 
one’s own 
room 
of body 
filled 
curiously 
without 
a way 
to see 
without 
a way 
to cease

 

 

 


lengthening 
blackout 
continues 
to make 
what ash 
is about 
what is ash about 
ash- 
can 
carrying 
case 
you are in 
the bin

 

 

 


in two 
isn’t you 
completely 
held to 
folded 
sleep 
held 
to thus 
the end 
forever 
more 
border 
ever more 
ongoing

 

 

 


end is only 
air filling 
one 
watches oneself 
to speak 
watches 
oneself 
to sleep 
all the gone 
matter 
the head 
one hears 
the head 
through wind

 

 

 


asks 
of anything 
an entry 
ask as if 
to open 
remote 
bird song 
push 
remote 
bird song 
push 
so what 
the song 
so what