Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.11.1506180221510.17558@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: for Charleston AME
Date: Thu, 18 Jun 2015 02:24:03 -0400 (EDT)
for Charleston AME death-rattle http://www.alansondheim.org/ddd27.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/rattle0.mp3 http://www.alansondheim.org/rattle1.mp3 i have heard the death-rattle, my mother dying, machinic, intolerable, one eye opened onto annihilation, i have heard then farther, in the eye of my mind, ululations among those in the desert and those in the streets of america, and those embracing missiles in the soviets, and those assaulting with guns, knives, violence, and mourning never brings anything back alive, anything even half dead, even the shudder of a leg or an arm, or a half-skull death-rattled eye of america eye of the desert in the clouded eye in my eye opened unto annihilation into your eye opened unto annihilation, the death-rattle of the bamboo sound of the forests of japan the forests of indonesia forests of america, radiations winds at the gateway, nothing back alive, we embracing missiles our radiation eye radiation mind, welcome o soviets, welcome isis, boko haram, welcome racists the color of death, welcome our throats our gaping maws, it our rattles we hear, we shake them, we shake them like clubs, like shakuhachi, it is of our hearing that humans die, everything dies, on this planet everything dies, of dis-ease, un-ease, we will spread ourselves, we will rattle, we will dead rattle and of the dead we will rattle, dead, we will rattle on dead, we will rattle on