Tangled Up

(from “Liner Notes”)

Breeding greed, the
land where
old America
only faintly hearing
dreams in the shadows
on walls.
No politician anywhere.
The sign posts
hard, cold-blooded,
embracing night & wind.
To state things plainly.
Riverbanks bouncing
against the
chaos of feeling.
Kiss her, or
speak of regret,
dignity, generosity.
You’re making love to her–
Listen, if we work at it
art tells us what to feel:
not to remain a boy

Roger Hecht, 2017

Remixed work:
Liner Notes for Bob Dylan’s Blood on the Tracks, by Pete Hamill

[This is Bullshit]

This is bullshit.
If you separate the pieces, you’re killing it.
Emotions that, if cut, would bleed.
But the whole thing—the cries, the blood, the agony—gave me relaxation and a certain pleasure.

I invite the reader to be patient with these seeming detours.
A philosophical system is not a dead piece of furniture that we can reject or accept as we wish; it is rather a thing animated by the soul of the person who holds it.

God, I’m trisexual.
I reject that label.
If it is, it is.

John Lowther, 2016

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Remixed works:
“If you separate the pieces, you’re killing it”, by Bob Dylan, in The Independent
“Emotions that, if cut, would bleed”, by Haruki Murakami, in The New Yorker
“But the whole thing—the cries, the blood, the agony—gave me relaxation and a certain pleasure”, by Andrei Chikatilo (serial killer), quoted at Murderous Minds
“I invite the reader to be patient with these seeming detours”, by Rosemary Hennessy, in Profit and Pleasure: Sexual Identities in Late Capitalism
“A philosophical system is not a dead piece of furniture that we can reject or accept as we wish; it is rather a thing animated by the soul of the person who holds it”, by JG Fichte, in The Science of Knowledge: With the First and Second Introductions
“God, I’m trisexual”, by John Waters, in The Guardian
“I reject that label”, by Peter Triolo Jr., in What the Church Forgot to Remember: The Misplaced Priorities