Q

i am declaring a quest
well its been unofficial for a long time now
but im going to try to put words to it

question
1250–1300;  (noun) Middle English questio ( u ) n, questiun  < Anglo-French questiun, Middle French question  < Latin quaestiōn-  (stem ofquaestiō ), equivalent to quaes-,  stem of quaerere  to ask + -tiōn- -tion;(v.) late Middle English  < Middle French questioner,  derivative of thenoun

quest
1275–1325;  (noun) Middle English queste  < Old French  < Latinquaesīta,  feminine past participle of quaerere  to seek; (v.) MiddleEnglish questen  < Old French quester,  derivative of the noun

to seek, to ask

i am looking for the place where narrative comes apart
where it breaks down to speak as
so it were a machine

there are narrative machines after all
it isnt enough to put a machine system in the
hands of the proletariat
if you dont have stories

neither here & there
so wait
gathering thoughts

ok
im looking for the place where narrative breaks down
using language
which how
they say fighting for peace is screwing for virginity

so im going to fuck my way to a immaculate conception
only probably
not so immaculate
because where does narrative break down

but in the messiest places
where youre oh shit what is that?
when paradigm goes into crisis
where excession blows through
sorry was that your civilization
i thought someone was building sandcastles

casual autumn leaves
sorry was that your worldview
i thought someone was talking in their sleep

so twisting up gears until break
& maybe

more foresighted
folks will have
alter
natives waiting
when were done

cold from our work & wanting hot cocoa

yours for the revolution
forbidden books

helping hand

when you make
hamburger helper
or any such boxed beef food product
with turkey
instead of beef
& forget the flavor packet

& then you try to eat it
but it ends up smelling
like canned dog food

you gag &
gotta wonder

what corners they cut
to feed us

yours for the revolution
forbidden books