
GUEST
EDITOR GABRIEL GUDDING ~THE STRANGE CALL
VOLUME 19, ISSUE 3
ISSN 1543-6063
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for KSM
1. Source Report Contributions of $200 or more from individuals: Contributions from Political Action Committees: Contributions from Indian Tribes: Candidate (self-funded):
Dissolve, dissolving Room in a dream (had said, was to have said, was to have been recorded, saying) (in a mirror) emotion recollected in the printing factory Then it’s the printing factory
Corporate accountability Shouting at a shut door before the image exploding image of ...catches and smoke fills the screen or is (our shadows) the screen Although this is a normal and expected use of money (cloud outlook “If for some reason you lose money in a St Cloud Times news rack” “It’s like it all happened once” (No money No down financing) Request for some information For a memorized list of positions former positions room in a dream (“you said,” the foreigner started, nervous)
do you know (how well do you know); do you know (are you now or have you ever) how well have you memorized how do you know what you know There are certain facts about that country
The money supply We will fix this speech (For the convention) We will for the opening moments in which a woman / by putting the subject / to sleep Fix this stuttering so the repeated dissolve of half finished phonemes in which
8:46 a.m. (ad hoc) 9:03 a.m. (ad finem)
in the candlelit bedroom Enchanting beauty shimmering Like an iridescent cloud being But it’s gonna take money A whole... (Intervening
To be their representative The image is of slowly waving leaves
2. Cloud Seeding Th th th There
In the (bank of the) red earth in the earth / have you signed / a pay ph pho phone s-s-s-slot in the crumbling iron-rich d-d-damp clay texture as of a heavy c-cake opening in which to push a coin / name in another language / for mother (“no, what I actually said was”) the buried subtext When you wake
like printing money (No credit Check no application
Fee) Feel Feelings (not a phone you could speak into but a phone you could only listen I want to tell you my dream this work “could lead to the breakdown of the protective space that exists in the world for the kind of poetry I write (As my teacher once wrote...”This text is not conducive enough to a social and literary world in which my particular personality and imagination seem likely to thrive.”) Lit from within (as clouds could appear to be) / Listen I want to tell you my dream / I want to tell you what happened to me / This was where I was when you could only listen There was someone waiting for me And if they had been there
...As soon as I get a job (thus money), I’ll be buying it, as well as ... My Friends” and “Alight” from the live stuff, and, of course, my favorite, “Cloud 9 has caused companies, which have plenty of money, to postpone spending
Urgent dream first person
These paths are eroding These paths made by those who have who need made by their passing These paths (the child put a handful of earth to her mouth) are eroding
In heavy rain first person / almost visibly
3. Picture Guide to Transitions And so they erased from the maps because it displeased her that country because it displeased her their queen and moved the borders so there was no unsightly reminder (blank space) because it displeased her who was in mourning that country and no one was to teach anyone of its existence again indeed they were not even to mention its name
Population and products Commerce and communication Washed out unsafe (let me tell you a story)
Pressing a coin into the earth ...wheras particles in a scientists’s cloud chamber have no lawyers, The curve of the path as it followed the curve of the mountain made it appear to break off or continue into the sky Anyway
4. Corporate Accountability Remains yes remains as a memorial even though it was long ago (exploding Though there are still the same exactly the same number of hours in a day Someone I had lost touch with No I can’t give you that information she kept saying (washed into An appointment for the one on Cloud Street and handed over possibly the largest amount of money (perilous ravines and the lines
(Enter City Hall and go upstairs. Talk to the Mayor. He will need a code for his safe
Candlelit economy in the bedroom my mind set addenda Iridescent recurring worry addenda my darling ad infinitum South Central Nebraska was not the name of that country (besides (“But I had thought you said,” she started again, nervously) Candlelight closing date GiftCloud not currently ad-da-da-denda Her jet beads clicking as she stepped away from the table on which they had placed a sample of the adjusted world map she let us know--as only she knew how—she was pleased Could not stop her from eating the earth for we had nothing Candelit 10:03 a.m. ad valorem credit shimmering connection I am a cloud / As a cloud / no man / a piece of the main “I do not know where the wind will blow me next” Stream, streaming |
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