Friday

However broke the ruler
I needed to measure
how far into corners each statistic should go,

cue the singing. This will be long.

It's proclub. Not a pro-clubs club.
Ice swans, literature, it don't care.
What kind of music you like.
Same problem.

Oh it's adorable to ignore the question.
But people get answers,
unsatisfactory ones.

Proclub Fog And Station
Proclub Steam-Rust-Yellow
Proclub Slow Variation
Proclub Limited Struggle


"You must have loved the Bush era."

Verbage hollowed from New-Old Hijacks
flaunt your audaciously fitting attention
in the form of low-profile zipped-up dadaism
(Boss On Phone, No Problem, I'm Like Him):
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what proclub did.
Borrowing betters the source.
It would wish.

In the pictures
I'm speaking to someone:
I'm sick of your side of the story retreating
from me into a tactile cocoon,
its issueless trace-trance...

But let's make cake while the drums rhyme;
Put it in prose like the best of us
("Technological ease-of-use has metastasized into taste."
"A lasting impression is not worth the trouble."

It's like Proclub for your Proclub:

A Word about the Warranty!
2,000 mile warranty good for first 2,000
points redeemable towards any 2,000 miles earned
despite the spirit-priced guaranteed abuse index
gaining on us. Vulnerable
to the next 2,000 mile distance between objects.
(I remember needing a ruler was important,
probably for measuring the distance between objects,
or for measuring the distance covered by one thing,
not on its way to any other thing.)

Proclub is -- responsive.

Let think and forget. Come over. Until now
and for a long time after:

Local vales, loaded vials.
My commonsense reflectors shelter tears.


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