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Anthony Gongora
December 23, 2020
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I went into the words to find me
Lockdown had left me quarantine quiet
Mind saturated stillness
Chitchat silenced
Meditationless
I tried to form a word
Out of the nothingness
Tong stuck to the ruff of my mouth
The N of N-ext stuck there pressing
Locked in suspended lick
Contemplating death
Overlapping dying
By the thousands departed
Concentrated stardust canopy a winter solstice sky
Wondering about northern star appearances
Gazing up drifting away
Still-stuck
Pinhole of light
Layering planets
Overlapping radiation
The words wrapped around me
Tunneled through me
I could taste the longing in them
Hear needled leafs scraping
Juniper scented
Incense crushed
Reaching deeper and deeper
Darkness gaining hope
Tears word filled splashed
Into my alphabet soup
Tepid tomatoey goo
I ate them every way
Every order
New noddle words formed in my mouth
Yet to be defined
Future spillage from a multitude of cutting tongs
Every word lapped up
Slurped down
I cannibalized the collective pain
No time for suffering
When suffering is all that is left
Canceled out
Neutralized
The D of demise tong stuck
Roof of mouth
Pressing back
Equilibrium
Two points balancing
Tottering suspended
Between
Illusion here
Or there
Everywhere
Foot in - out
Nowhere
Contemplating where place went
Couldn’t pay the rent
Drug poisoned innocent
Hevon sent - went
What a time
To go-to words to find me
Dictionaried dreams tangled
Into out of through blood pumping
In the beginning
The A words
Suspended disbelief
Have to have it to follow through
One by one I pronounced each word
A word after A word
Would I ever get to B
C felt an impossible distance to swim
I pondered my density
Would I float filled with every recorded word
Could the singular me contain a colloquy for every word
Their weight
Their lightness
Could language partisan me
Unbalance me
Polarities so reasonable
Always oppositing.
Words don’t care about the other
Or order
Like a wild beast, we bend words to or will
Even when flightless
Spill blood over words
Take and give life for words
language moves forward
Dropping off unpopularized slang
Picking up new
Debating over meaning and point of origin
Words blossom from tilted tongs
Clicking-ticking Trilling-purring
Filling in where words don’t fit
Sounds of birds and beast
Are we so different with our 26 linear sounds
Calibrated to make meaning
Deliver hope
Hopeless pools so deep
Drowning thoughts wading
It's too far
I can’t say the distance
Words fail me
Frail me
Delay me
I went to the word to redefine me
Refine me
Word resigned me
Fired, I fired back
Went up in flames
Disobedience resolves
What remains
Numbness-dumbness
Delinquents to cash in on
Imprisoned
Factories of human flesh for profited
Dumbstruck by the illusion
Repeating and repeating
Changing the word keeping the meaning
Different sameness
Who’s the profiter
Not you not me
Who keeps the keys
Who keeps re-meaning words
The W of W-hite
O-shaped mouth
Beginning with a whisper an exhale
Wwwwooonder
Been too long in the words of pale linament men
Clambering clashing lying to keep their power
Living their meaning
All the Native tongs slashed out of the mouths of babes
Lost forever
What of those unrecorded undictionaried words
Are they not us too
How did I get here
I was only looking for words
Wondering through the words
Lost in the words
Found in the words
Internally it’s all recorded
In cessation
memories
The accumulation of humanity
Reside in my bones wordlessly
Your bones too if you are willing to un-listen
Stories told untruths descriptions of reason
Truth-telling
Rarely near to never
Rising like the sun that does not rise
Rising nevermore never happened
The sun has never-ever-not-ever risen
For Helios
Poetic allowances are made
Licensee these phrases
Copywrite
Profit by selling me
To late
My data has been sold
While tapping out words
Browsing
Dopamine dosing
Getting high on word searches
Overdosing
On love songs
My heart beating
Feeling the notes
Humming the tune
Staying alive
I wonder how many words there are for dancing
Funny how you don’t need words to dance.