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Deadline got pushed back, so still working on the Digital IP paper. Draft due at noon tomorrow. Then grading in the afternoon and Wednesday. Then back to the paper, which must be Finished by 5 p.m. on the 9th.
Until then, more snippets and poetry.
I want a road trip so badly right about now.
notice
— Patti Smith, 1973
These ravings, observations, etc. come from one who, beyond vows, is without mother, gender, or country. who attempts to bleed from the word a system, a space base. no rock island but a body of phrases with all the promise of top soil or a star. a core: a center that will hold, blossom and vein the atmosphere with vascular tissue seams that illuminate and reveal.
longing for ... a ticket, a slit. a peephole. some sign from—. holding to the naive belief that travel will open—. get physically sick like adolescent. no handjob for the word save travel. save one devour manual, route map and dictionaire. save ritual. save rhythm. save cous cous. godhead dialect? foreign tongue kiss? internal voyage: brain rocket. god my skull. yes travel is the key, not, as rimbaud suggested, charity.

Comments
Ah, good ol' Patti Smith. I don't think there could ever be another. Though, if you haven't heard her already, I'd recommend Maggie Estep.
Posted by: TR | May 3, 2005 12:06 PM