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DAVID SERMERSHEIM : Apocryphal Dance
MAYA WEINBERG: Honey Sucker

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DAVID SERMERSHEIM
Apocryphal Dance

I come to watch the end free itself from the contradictions of its self-imposed restraints unravelling carefully crafted interlaced designs wrenching in quixotic turns of fate straining against lines of an interior plot I come to watch all of it crumble and collapse of its own weight into the implosion of persistency and redundancy slowly unravelling continuous strands of primal instinct and fealty to spurious ideals writhing to the basest redundant ostinati throbbing to incessant rhythms of repetition under the penumbra of dusk waning into night I come to witness noble and loft ideals wither under the assault of fate’s unpredictable wiles and ironic turns of chance and circumstance I come to barter with the master of odds and to barter against unattainable ends and unrealistic applications of lofty intentions and false ideals I come to listen to the rancor of fools and madmen prophesying promises of a new world governed by shamans in robes and rags frothing at the mouth like liars who know how to manipulate time without control of their own fate I come to watch the charade of lofty cliches torn and worn rubric attack the foundations of legend and law while watching the multitudes align with the motto “everything is equal, simultaneously, at all times”

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MAYA WEINBERG
Honey Sucker

When I was a bird I was a Honey Sucker honeydew solely there’s no such thing as too sweet little and quick almost quantum once here and once different in a wondrous metabolism it was impossible to catch me

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MAYA WEINBERG is translated by Gili Haimovich


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