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Anselm Berrigan


Have A Good One



                                             In defense of self-awareness
                                            I'd just say anger possesses
                                           its own intelligence, subject
                                          of course, to cherry-picking
                                         or, at minimum, cherry-like
                                        flavor. & if, like, calculations
                                       get fleshed into the green room
                                      as a consequence of my refusal
                                     to keep filling slots, there'll still
                                   be an incorporated body to
                                  behold. I talk more and more
                                 when a pure chance comes by.



                                                                                                                        Have A Good One



                                                                                       I do take relentless
                                                                     as a compliment. All this work
                                                                    dealing with making it work.
                                                                                       Pigeons own the top
                                                                                of our a/c and I wonder
                                                                                if we're breathing in
                                                                                       their shit. It's fall.
                                                                    Someone quit something & I
                                                                                       can have it.
                                                                                                          Am I supposed to keep
                                                                                                           the blunt, arty
                                                                                                              bafflement of cause
                                                                                                                 the job comes with?
                                                                                       I don't want you to come
                                                                                                    and expect to stay.
                                                                                              I don't want to raise
                                                                                                 a kid like me.




                                                                                                                        Have A Good One



                                                It's like when
                                                 you need to be
                                                  owner and coach
                                                   is what I'm
                                                    talking about.
                                                     It's no use
                                                      being torn in
                                                       five to twelve
                                                        pieces. There's
                                                         no manual, no
                                                          ethical sub-routines
                                                           to delete. Scary
                                                            to ride a jet-propelled
                                                             shopping cart off
                                                              some pithy lake
                                                               pond middle class
                                                                dock. "Any loss
                                                                 of life is tragic,"
                                                                  a spokesperson
                                                                   added.




                                                                                                                        Have A Good One



                                       Kingfisher sighting sparks
                                      epic stroll. Dollerup Hills
                                     touch moors & keep me out
                                    of mind a little longer. The
                                   impossibility of being true
                                  does not divine any future
                                 moves here, a vacant comfort
                                a developing relationship
                               with the shapes of horror.
                              Job in makeup: well, no
                             I'm not terribly qualified.
                            Back to the brink, as ever.




                                                                                            Have A Good One



                                                    I was taunted by
                                                   a sheep and her
                                                  lamb today, in
                                                 a Jutland field.
                                                They roam free
                                               here, and I was
                                              failing to make
                                             a call or the phone
                                            was failing. The
                                           two stood parallel
                                          to one another
                                         staring at me while
                                        I strolled by. They
                                       rotated slowly to
                                      continue staring
                                     as I continued
                                    strolling and
                                   gradually vanished
                                  from their view.




Have A Good One



                                         Just wasted
                                  and taking it.
                   In life
                           I rally
                                   constantly.
                                 Effort is what we
                                breach. And
                                    accountability.
                                   Honed limits
                                    do you require
                                              ruthlessness or subtlety?
                                                                     The # for that delivery service
                                                                                          I could find. My
                                                                                                 instinct is to agree
                                                                                          with the collective.
                                                                                                     I'll flip over
                                                                                          their indoor/outdoor
                                                                            reversible rug.
                                                                                       But my feelings
                                                                                                   & their representatives
                                                                                            the passing sacrosanct
                                                                                             mob cuddle
                                                                                       stirring expedience
                                                            are mine. Gradations
                                                                                   of default tenor.
                                                                            Anything but more instinct.
                                                                                   A proxy of determination
                                                                         in a cosmic discharge salon
                                                                  speaking freely of cost's
                                                   elephantine deployable
                                     former charm.
                                           I'm micromanaging nausea.
                                                 The dishes are twilighting.
                                                          The dairy scythe elevatrix
                                                                             skins my shining
                                                                    teleprompted  sporkdom.
                                                                                              As poor specimens
                                                                                                          go, the trail left
                                                                                                    inhabitable trails.
                                                                      Arkanoid as meditative.
                                               space, if we travel by
                                      dragonfly. I cling
                             to thy moving perimeter.
                    I want payment
                       for all instances
                             of being caught
                            on camera. We
                                    all should.
                                          Mutually
                              assured destruction
                                  overdosed on civility
                                               by comparison.
                                                    Babywiping lead paint
                                                dust from my soles.
                                                         I'll read entrails
                                                 for omens, action
                                                                           figure entrails.




Have A Good One



                                    The expression of a speck
                                          of life, impractically speaking
                                                 is gonna make it hard to walk




                                                                                                                        Have A Good One



                                                   When I am withdrawn
                                                          & avoid eye contact
                                                                 but show up to the doctor place

                                     carry the bag
                                         clean up the mouse shit
                                                    pick up the order, the boxes
                                                                nod at the general purpose
                                                      & don't speak
                                                                    on those days
                                                    it's in order to do
                                                          the things I have to do
                                                                            and not sink
                                                                               into ownership

                                                                                    of my present as built
                                                                          habit by habit
                                                               deception by deception





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