11/05/2020

Night Shift: Art Practice


Discipline the urge 

to electrify the dark. 


Night Shift: Theory of Art


The self-contained unity 

of the object is a fantasy, 

a terrible, limited space. 


[LSS, 11/5/20]


Duck-Herding Poem

 

I never begrudge 

the hungry raccoon,

coyote, or eagle 

for eating one 

of my hens,


just the mink, 

which kills for sport,

leaving bodies 

intact and useless

after a night visit.


[LSS, 11/5/20]

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