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Indo-European ar : "to fit together" join, joint:
"art," "artifice," "harmony."

"Articulate": a butchers term meaning to divide
the beast neatly at the joints with minimum of
blood and gristle.  

Dear Americans Literati,

M.C. Richards was the former Black
Mountain  poet/potter who said ART
ART ART ART ART ART over and
over one spring evening  in front of the
Print Shop, hoping to  hose off the
hoity-toity connotations by repetition—
knowing how words come velcroed with
affect we don’t even know we’re affected
by.
 
You know I could say plenty of  words
right now and you’d FEEL  a visceral
kick in the gut—just  the word itself.
Determined by our terms.  Believe it.
Meat puppets.
 
What? You don’t like that characterization?
What I’m saying!
 
Can you imagine a game which doesn’t
even begin until someone is hurt,  offended,
pissed cerebrally or, more likely, affectively?
 
(Not sticks & stones hurt, not pushed around,
not  tripped hurt, not scrape-the-knee or
skin-the-elbow hurt)
 
But suddenly: OW, OOOF, Damnit: a border
line has been transgressed!
 
Right there: that’s where the sport  begins.
Liberal art. Dialectic. Where an enemy  is as
good as a Buddha & the opposition isn’t even
present for putting into play…
 
                   (interesting! Very interesting)
 
…until sonamagun-ouch-no-you-dint! HUH!
I see were are in outlaw territory!  Close to
the edge. We must be making progress.
 
Let BE be the finale of  seem.
 
xxxooo, Emperor of I Scream.