Message-ID: <alpine.NEB.2.20.1703190051210.13232@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: Burnout
Date: Sun, 19 Mar 2017 00:52:45 -0400 (EDT)
Burnout http://www.alansondheim.org/burnout3.png http://www.alansondheim.org/burnout.mp4 I keep forgetting what I need to do or who's running this country. I keep falling down when I take anti-anxiety medication to keep running this country. I crawl across the floor trying to remember places I've lived. I keep living remembering floors everywhere, that even in a plane I don't escape them. I keep my weeping to myself and my partner, taking no solace in a lone fruit perhaps dying in a refrigerator or on a counter. I am that counter and that fruit. I keep remember adjectives of hatred I apply to myself and chant accordingly. I keep forgetting chants and take solace in hatred. I keep waiting for the knock on the door and the heavy-set man in armor behind that knock with his fist behind that knock. I keep remembering that fist. I keep remember being kicked with intent to kill in Brooklyn at the end of my block. I keep remembering the corrupt cops who said if I pressed charges it would go on my record not the perpetrator's. I keep forgetting to remember and keep remembering to forget. I crawl across the street at the end of my block and attempt to stand. I stand in our apartment and wonder why I am standing. I wonder where the end of the street is. I wonder why I am dying on a street in a strange city. I wonder what a street is. I keep looking at the floor and my legs look at me. I keep wondering why my eyes are not my eyes. I crawl across screens with things that move on them. I keep wondering what my eyes see. http://www.alansondheim.org/burnout2.png http://www.alansondheim.org/burnout1.png