Papasquiaro’s “Advice from 1 Disciple of Marx to 1 Heidegger fanatic”

when you learn to say No

                with the energy of 1 black belt in karate

or to say Yes / with the certainty

                that soon the stars will have 1 color

that after enough time has passed we’ll understand


The apparently static & fleeting

                threatens to burn up & with kisses

the hour when the great political rebellions seem buried

(so say the bourgeois economists from their antiaircraft introspections)

But 1 still sees life

                as deserving 1 handmade tattoo

even though right now it’s posing for some invisible photographer

                that could be the burning climate itself

Even though right now it would only seem

                that beauty is emotively radicalized

like multicolored T-shirts that say: kiss me

                                from the most erogenous part of their torsos

like 2 brats (rumored to be hippies or anarchists)

                who promise to meet

                at that hour / at that sunset

in the Ray Bradbruy Port of the channels of Mars

/ No matter what

                        right there /

Under 1 sky that van Gogh would give thanks for in 6 languages /

& what whiteness will you add to this whiteness

            what spirit / what valor?

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