Starving Liberal Artistry.
Higher Laws: What I do is as insufficient as words,
images, rules, representations no matter how necessary.
Rice at Rhinos. Makes no never mind-set. What I do
may or may not conform to convention, custom, culture,
convenience and so: matters where it really does not
matter: the way things count but don’t COUNT count
conception that completes my consistency & coherence
irresolution or reconciles me to their incommensuration:
out-of- the-box uncanny counter-intuitive devotion
& commitment to a cause, a convention, custom,
culture is going to look & feel like, OMG! BB Wolf
from inside my brick house —a threat, a betrayal,
a tink, tank, tunk & hullabaloo quivering the
whiskers on my chinny, chin, chins: how could it
be other wise?