Wagging Against My Knuckles

We leave early tomorrow morning at five for Maine and will again do the 495 to 95 to 695 to 83 to 81 to 84 to 90 to 290 to 495 to 95 to US1A in Bangor, the 1A to Maine 3 in Ellsworth then as soon as on Mount Desert Island right on unmarked Maine 102 to Seal Cove, should be there in time for sunset if all goes well. We will hike up The Gorge to Cadillac and will Great Wass again (Hi drip! I hope you are well and reading this somewhere, the rock eggs are gems), the rest we'll figure out, we're fluctuating on Isle au Haut, try something(s) new. Napoleon last night on our walk joined us out of a yard seven blocks and two streets away from our house, he heard our voices and waited until the last second to meow Surprise! and got a free ride home, over-under on day/time I post the Alert Monday 26th 7:oo pm EDT. We still have not bought the pies, sweet or savory, at the Somesville Family Meeting House on Wednesday afternoons, our landlords urge us, especially for the savory, note to self, and we will buy our produce from the University of the Atlantic's organic farm and collective. Reminded this week not to trust my bosses who tip their hands to me they do not trust their bosses who they thought they had fooled whereas I knew my bosses never think about me at all unless they must. Big birthdays during this trip, I won't pray to the wifi gods, revolution, the heavy-weightiest days a week ahead. The more I vow not to bark at my shitlords' algorithmically generated stimuli the more I gaze into their delivery devices' eyes. Cohen's first person chatty Netanyahus recommended by trustworthies, I have it to fail a second time. Believe I have successfully downloaded my Bandcamp purchases for an entirely new 495 to 95 to 895 to 83 to 81 to 84 to 90 to 290 to 495 to 95 to US1A in Bangor, the 1A to Maine 3 in Ellsworth then as soon as on Mount Desert Island right on unmarked Maine 102 to Seal Cove soundtrack, songs from two of the albums bracketing this meander. Yes I'm reading Proust, the only thing that sustainably works fuck my gnawing awareness I'm reading Proust in English so missing 80%, dude's now in the barracks with Saint Loup, dude's weird horniness for Saint Loup's aunt aflame We are not going to climb Champlain this year not for the up but for the down, I'm taking sticks this year

What is the experiment, again?
An immigrant living through American decline
The propaganda war (and how to fight it)
The single worse government in the world
Why neoliberals need neofascists
The anarchist in the network
Man in the box				575	Poison ivy
Ed Ward gets himself into one last sticky situation
The mournfulness of cities
As the human village prepares for its fate
Don't take it personally
Anne Boyer on watercolors
New Steve Gunn song!

MOVIE

Eileen Myles

You’re like

a little fruit

you’re like

a moon I want

to hold

I said lemon slope

about your

hip

because it’s one

of my words

about you

I whispered

in bed

this smoothing

the fruit &

then alone

with my book

but writing

in it the pages

wagging

against my knuckles

in the

light like a

sail.