car pulling up list 

of five things are people running 

this hotdog might contain milk

beating straight

on read leather being worked

do you want it in flashes 

of light from under a gun now 

this is ten objects

out there a mustang and a probe

explode 

as violence cannot be nourishment 

forget ransom list 

of leaves moralizing 

specifics of detail changing 

connect…

the amazed drill suffers with the tiresome color. this ‘art’ stalls my presence without the unofficial apple. the slim polemicist refrains

before any paste. an agenda despairs against the attentive attorney. the protest needs a lark. a telling directive trails after compounds. the considerable farce undertakes the minister

around the lower beard. the champion bigot amends an empty knife. the murder traverses a tabled silence. the illustrated wind decays within…

kuri was one of the artist last names. there was more than artist as one — as one would assume. 

now somehow i am thinking about two monologues (none specific) two monologues interlocking, yes i know that sounds very much, a dialogue maybe fragment of a dialogue. but somehow in my mind i seperate them, or they are seperated. 

(another mental jump.) i should let the outside walk into this room. into my abode. 

there was a conceptual art show yesterday at the institute (the institute of contemporary art in boston) yesterday, kuri was the artist last name, and today i am doing laundry down the street in this small little town. sweating a little at the moment. 

"i love concepts" dawn said.

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