I Spent Memorial Day with Gertrude Stein
- Christine Walsh — September 1, 2010
Generic blankness
fantasies and of
a long weekend what have her sentences done to me
the event
I chose [preferred] not to explain
closure from which you can’t trace the opening
Her continuous present construed in the past
means, emancipation from “the enervated body” and
“the leaden privacy of
the lyric”
But we like
our memory tracks
Bodylore. What is
He signs, –TG.
My guides, they are not
double – the other that mirrors
the other inside.
We can never be truly friends until I get over my jealousy
Cycles of joy,
disappointment.
Repetitions? The emphases she says are never the same
Obsession with doors:
Ordinary, or
Golden.
The open road.
I keep all of my old notebooks, they are funny.
My status has not been updated for >72 hrs.
Who we each are inside. Is this changing. I saw what he was doing provoking to no purpose & didn’t respond.
This is what every generation does.
Anxieties of coming late on the scene, meaning irrelevance. Meaning, nothing to be done.
Meaning, weeee! & no one watching
Why! Don’t! You! Love! Me
& without reason not to
I have to do laundry. I have to catch a train.
I have to
A nude with a medieval castle in the background
the background of word-system
is hugging a sofa cushion.
(Propitiating story/
Life extension
Not about it. IT)
It just so happens she felt herself to be different.
It just so happens the boundary between us
fluxes,
It just so happens I’m older & so,
should know I don’t want to write
that way as her any longer I want
what it is I have. What made me sick that recalled item
The birds can be saved
but the effects at the other site still felt
>20 yrs. later
bitterness biosystems
background of systems
the Land.

