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Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Failure of Structure

For more than a hundred years we nurtured the concept of vampires— but for what means? What purpose No. Need to address something else. A new monthly fragment perhaps. Discussion of hesitancy. Or of experience. Experience of dilapidation, failure of structure. Lately I have felt a disconnect with the daily writing exercises—no full reason, only a lack a content to utilize. In the halfdark the thought process is more sluggish, slow-paced. My memory keeps falling back to the sentimental image of a bird’s corpse, an image of the natural process unexplained—I want to show something less stark, less depressing. Like the boys I saw at twilight lighting left over fire crackers, popping their arsenal down the empty streets of the subdivision, no authoritative voice demanding them to reconsider their motivations, their moment consumed with flashes of light, the momentary bang from lighters and fuse. Leaving charcoal on the grass and sidewalks.
25/ Down from our house, for the last three days on the far bank of a shallow man-made canal, the body of a blue marsh heron lies decomposing.
26/ In defiance of city ordinances, three teenagers spark out against the night with damp matches and weeks-old firecrackers—

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