The taxi goes up today in a gutted block from way downtown
to the chic.
The person is very tired so that the voices were temporarily
induced flooding, which are anger.
Why anger?
Frequently the same and reaction of anger, which the mattress
raft float is the same but not identifiable,
that is not anger.
The downtown subway trains stopping because a man was
walking on the tracks.
She runs up out of the subway station
to the taxi that's passing by on the street.
It's day.
Going back the length of the city
that had been crossed into a gutted block, rather than
downtown.
And then in another new taxi, again,
through the entire length of the city and back to downtown
can't be the means of anything.
And a light warm day in winter.
Crazed angry voice but many in people as just what they are,
the only thing as being that.
Lying on the mattress raft float is in this, in nights,
and is not a means to anything.
This isn't either, not either one.
The mattress raft, the person as not important chic.
Meeting a warm compassionate person and people
around saying, they're them, so stupid,
they don't know anything.
Went to a lake that was pale blue with white desert
and read a book there.
Fierce cattle coming down close to her or they were frightened.
For hours by it, two days rugged terrain and in beating sun,
sleeping at night alone on the hard metal back in the car.
Reading intently by the pure blue water
in the beating sun with the fierce cattle close in the day.
Then, getting up from the book when it had been read,
relieved.
The person gambling alone putting nickels in the slot
machines, in casinos, stopping driving in desert towns
and winning.
No derivation.
Person loses ability to understand, flips out.
And that at the age of a child so that it's irrelevant
and must be given up.
Otherwise no one can learn, so they're
so stupid because they were children.
And now there's no connection to them
having been a child then the person,
nor is that cared about.
She brings tears of desperation.
They are not that.
Coming up to being chic.
The place that is near the Arctic port where they had dogs
but which had to be silent, or the animals didn't live long.
They would shoot them.
Walking lightly populated port, and when certain ships came,
the people kept their dogs in because they would be caught
by the sailors for eating.
Light white place.
Reading intently alone at the pure, blue water which
was cold in the beating sun with the fierce cattle close by.
Standing waist deep in the lake with rock pyramids,
the person alone.
It is the fierce cattle starting and shining or as if to charge,
and when it had been read, feeling very relieved.
The setting that's ocean of townspeople getting a doc
to have the catch brought in there.
And a man who'd catch a fish, him standing
in the water, ocean wading the fish to the shore,
and with the people looking from it.
An airplane crossing the country where the man in it and as
might be showing not wanting to speak to the other men who
are with him or meeting up passing through the plane
and saying not aware of where they're going this time,
joking.
Beds of clouds with the light shining on the fields of clouds
are under it.
The one seated concentrating on his business on work
though not through but resting.
Him only doing that and from being in that chamber
with light on the clouds.
The place that the people gamble during the day
or get off the bus, crossing the clear desert from elsewhere
and put the nickels in the slot machines.
Working there in the towns, or who don't?
Driving in the clear light desert even if they live there
or not living there, driving in the clear desert?
They're not working except the subways.
Many people as is needed going through the cars for money.
A man would offer to not play a saxophone and the seated rows
on either sides giving him a little moving.
The building by the river which changes, with the light,
though it's a tomb.
So it's not really a building floating.
Light of evening swallows sparrows and other birds
rushing it in flocks in the air.
At night, lightning showing it in the heat.
Thin man's, many men's torsos undressed, wrestling alone
individually, and with dying to it being at that area
in undulation.
Going in the car through the light spring, green Earth
and ours, the hot road populated, the car bounding.
The building by the river, which changes with the light
and people flocking into it.
Evening dusk with the birds rushing it in waves outside,
the people calling out in it.
A constriction and wild, mania of calling, and men with rifles
having to drag the flock of people from it.