Letter Nine – August Runs Me Over

(After Spell #11)

 

I watch August go in a time slip

lost in the mad dash of time non-linear

my reason. Only

fear

of

death by camping trip Grizzly haunts me.   August the

last chance to grab

summer

& rectify   the writing slump

I

want

to birth myself   or at least

teach myself

the new

trick but only reinforce importance of sleep.

To the non-believer I hide in stereotypes

all

my sanity’s re-evaluated

friends bring meat while

I

struggle

for

a daily routine    besides writing   an excellent

chance operation

to liberate   but I can’t stay hydrated      try to

hide

from

sleep

but it finds me on the 9^th    “write

every

night”  she says

@ once & I can only melt 9 almost

10 times already.

It was meant to be a re-birth   but August only

runs

me

over

.

 

8:37AM - 8.09.03

3451 N. Ozanam, Chgo, IL

Starter phrases taken from Spell #11

by Jerome Rothenberg (A Book of Witness: Spells & Gris Gris, page 13)