wall etchings from the open studio event

On Saturday night at about 9:30, not long after the last iteration of our every-twenty-minute-on-the-dot spontaneous poem in radical vers libre, the APG packed up its stuff and vacated David's studio. Besides some empty beer cans and (hopefully) some serviceable audio recordings of the night's hilarity, the only record left is the following remnant. It's the textual counterpoint (or side-effect?) of the 4-5 voice collaborative/improvised polyphon series we launched into periodically over the course of the evening, this poem typed away at by most of us and projected onto the studio wall as the series howled on:

this is not a poem
it is whited out .....wholly unnoticed

rear in, boo stock
us
whatever portion, daisy

in the blind of never

her a in the bunk
a picture of sy
in the blind of never

her a in the bunk
a picture for a window onto
the form to find a form, ranging ikeCow
each voice is or will be whited out
I was so close to Macedonia,
debt wasrepaid
layer escape--cunei-uh-farm-- op
enter would ghost
end
departure

core
overwriting
along
with a node, negative a fixed documentation of
selfishness
it's whard to blow-up
there, revealed behind a ruse, prison slowed
to hull of different landscape, intuited tomb
ggggggg eeee nnnnnn rrrrrr eeeee -- imagine
two Lennons, third stereo like all of the claims to be
in Bugarlia, written sound keeps goin' on sitch.

I don't

willn't gnot misunderstood

whine am I a live

like a non-us, repetition following

different apprehensive landscapes

upended with paintings, timely

pasties, stallions painted

wells and maybes, hokey-

tyuio

berds

pits

brazen

up in the head

quiescence

through noise

thru noises

truck noose

azzazazazazazazazazazazazazazazazazazazaza

tititititititititititi

froh

froh

froooooooooooh

wererererererererererererererererere

pspspspspspspspspt

claim to be a truth sayer

'twice in one rooster, sorted thru ano0ther fiction

cannibals like

advertising and vacation

muscles and calories

traffic and money

please

sort through the tie reese eat us

trick oh mun nigh is us

lay be uh naise the rabid dahlgren

composure in oklahoma city

okloa

okra homer shitty

hourglass go figure

wait on a text

the sun is brighter than myself

chrochra toner car trish

mandibles laughter ballast and icicle

jolly guy dee bored long vile ig. over well,

more owl fin thin not

onlie superegg, oh

until mind, me adjusted, me and why

the town spanked