ARCHDUKE FERDINAND POLLY POCKET WU TANG VIBRATE

1.

"I HAVE A REALLY SHORT DRESS ON AND I HOPE THAT SOMEONE FUCKS ME AND THEN NAMES AN AIRCRAFT CARRIER AFTER ME. I AM A POLLY POCKET -- EXCEPT THAT I'M SO MUCH BIGGER AND FUCKABLE."

2.

I'M GOING TO RUN AROUND AND REMEMBER THINGS IN A CIRCLE AND TRY TO MAKE THEM AN "ALBUM" THAT I CAN "TAG" WITH MY BRAIN. YOU, I WILL TAG UNDER "HAPLESS."

3.

IT'S GOING TO BE A LONG LONG LONG TIME BEFORE WE ALL FALL INTO THE SUN AND OUR ATOMS VIBRATE OFF OUR BONES AND THEN COMPLETELY AWAY INTO OPPOSITE CORNERS OF THE UNIVERSE, BUT I CAN ALREADY FEEL A FEW MIGRATING. I WANT MY ATOMS TO END UP NEXT TO THE ATOMS THAT OCCUPIED THE BODY OF SOMEONE I KNEW. I HOPE IT'S NOT PRESUMPTUOUS TO CONSIDER THEM "MY ATOMS."

4.

I AM ROD BLAGOJEVICH, I TOTALLY LOVE DANCING, POLLY POCKETS, AND HOLY WATER MARTINIS. FRIEND ME.

5.

TONIGHT, THE MOON IS A JESS ROWAN LOVES ALEX BURFORD MOON. YOU GUYS SHOULD TOTALLY CALL IT, "UNFORGETTABLE." OR MISSPELL IT. WITH AN I, INSTEAD. TELL JENNIFER "HI" FOR ME. TELL HER "SORRY FOR GETTING HER A DRINK WHEN SHE WAS CLEARLY ALREADY INTOXICATED AS SHIT." IT'S JUST THAT THE PATTERNS ON MY QUILT ARE STARTING TO SEEP INTO MY BRAIN. IT'S THAT MY BRAIN IS STARTING TO MELT INTO MY QUILT. IT'S A LOT OF THINGS ALL AT ONCE.

5A.

IT'S THE WU TANG CLAN DREDGING THE PITT RIVER. IT'S THE NAOMI WATTS OF MY THIGH -- CLARIFICATION, THE NAOMI WATTS OF MY PITT RIVER. IT'S MAYBE SOMETHING.

5B.

IT'S THE FIRST THING I EVER CAN REMEMBER -- ME, PRETTY MUCH NAKED, SITTING IN A POOL OR SOMETHING. BUT I CAN'T TELL IF I REMEMBER IT OR IF IT'S A HOME MOVIE. THERE IS A HOME MOVIE OF ME, ON MY BACK, HOLDING A BOTTLE WITH MY FEET. I'M PRETTY SURE IT EXISTS SOMEWHERE.

6.

BECAUSE OF ALL THESE THINGS (ALL OF THESE THINGS) I WANT TO INHERIT ALL THE MOON'S MINERALS, STUFF THEM IN MY VEINS, AND CALL MYSELF "IMPERVIOUS." I WILL GET MY VITAMINS FROM BRITNEY SPEARS' "WOMANIZER." I AM DOING THIS BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT SHIT ASS AND I WANT TO HAVE VITAMIN BRITNEY IN MY BLOOD SO I CAN FEEL STRONG AND LIKE I'M CONSTANTLY ON THE VERGE OF WARRING WITH AUSTRIA -- ARCHDUKE FERDINAND IS MY POLLY POCKET AND ALL THAT.

7.

YOU -- SHOULD -- KEEP -- IT -- REAL. WITH MAYBE AN EQUALS SIGN TO SHOW YOU HOW MUCH I WANT TO DO IT. I WANT TO STUFF IT IN YOUR POCKET WITH MY EMOTIONS. I WANTED TO SAY "FACIAL EXPRESSIONS" BUT I FEEL LIKE TAO LIN HAS A COPYRIGHT ON "FACIAL EXPRESSIONS." YOU SHOULD KEEP THIS JUST FOR A LITTLE WHILE. MAYBE NOT TOO LONG. DON'T KEEP IT TOO LONG. I WILL WANT THESE ALL BACK. EVERYTHING. ALL OF THIS.

7A.

THIS: A NARCOLEPTIC PONDERER -- A CARPET FONDLER. NINE OUT OF TEN CHOSE. AN UPWARD ARROW, A DOWNWARD ARROW, A SIDEWAYS ARROW, A SIDEWAYS ARROW. IT "IGNITES" THE TIME OUT. IT "RULES AND DOMINATES" YOUR SATURDAY. IT BLEEDS YOU DRY, YOU SELFISH SHIT. IT HARD-ONS FOR YOUR MAYBE-SO.

8.

IN TWO PIECES -- FOLDED "NO, I DON'T KNOW WHY, I'M STILL DEPRESSED, I SEE EVERYTHING, I AM THE WU TANG CLAN POLLY POCKET." TWO PIECES -- DIRE POLLY POCKET. MY PORES WILL SEETHE. DRESS SEXY TO MY "NEXT MONDAY." DRESS SEXY TO MY "CONGESTIVE HEART FAILURE." WHEN THEY COME TO GET MY ATOMS, DRESS SEXY. I WILL NOT AFFECT MY VOICE FOR THIS.

9.

THE GOOD OLD DAYS. THEY WERE KIND OF SEXY LIKE POLLY POCKET. I USED TO CARRY THEM AROUND. I WOULD HAVE THE GOOD OLD DAYS IN ONE POCKET AND BUBBLE TAPE IN ANOTHER POCKET. OR FRUIT BY THE FOOT OR SOMETHING. I DON'T KNOW FOR SURE IF ANY OF THIS MATTERS AT ALL. IT'S JUST THE TOP OF A BUILDING, AND ALL THAT. IT'S JUST LIKE, MY BRAIN, SQUEAKING OUT A BUNCH OF FINGER FUCKING.

9A.

IT'S NOT EASY TO DO. IT'S NOT EASY TO DO. IT'S NOT EASY TO DO IT. IT'S NOT SO EASY TO DO IT.

10.

DO YOU WANT TO PLAY POLLY POCKET? OKAY, I WILL PLAY WITH YOU WITH MY MIGHTY MAX. IT'S REALLY MIGHTY. IT WILL BE SPECTACULAR, LIKE THE EXISTENCE OF A BROWSER WINDOW, MAGICALLY. DON'T GET BORED. I SWEAR.

11.

THAT'S NOT HOW YOU -- DO -- IT. I KNOW, THIS IS "FORMLESS." MY NAME IS HAROLD, I AM AN IMPOSTOR. I'M A QUART OF MONOLITH. I AM A PINT OF POTTER'S VODKA AND I'M SUCKING MY WAY THROUGH YOUR PEOPLE BECAUSE YOU ARE ALL A LITTLE LIKE SOME EGG WHITES. YOU ARE GOT FINDING AND GOT AND FINDING AND GOT AND WHAT'S THAT. I WILL SHARE THE CLOUT. I WILL FIGHT YOU FOR THE CLOUT AND THEN SHARE IT.

12.

I WILL SHARE YOUR STOMPING POLLY POCKET IN AN ALCOVE, PROBABLY. CAN I "WOOF" AT YOUR HOOD? YOU AILERON? YOU IMPINGED DONGLE OF SERIOUS BEAUTY?

13.

ME AND ROD BLAGOJEVICH AND POLLY POCKET AND THE WU TANG CLAN LOVE DABBING YOUR WET BUTTHOLE WITH A PINOCHLE DECK. LOLLERCOPTER. I WILL FINANCE YOU. UH! I AM SERIOUSLY YOUR "WET-HANDED LOVER." I AM SERIOUSLY YOUR "MOOGERFOOGER." I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU DON'T STOP BEING MEAN I WILL GIVE YOU A SAD FACE WITH MY LIPS THAT I OWN ON MY FACE THAT IS KIND OF REAL UNTIL THE SUN TAKES IT.

14.

I'M GOING TO RUN AROUND -- IT'S NOT EASY TO DO -- EQUALLING OUT THE DAY-TO-DAY HEIDEGGER POLLY POCKET RALLIES. THE TYPE OF NUMBERS THAT TURN YOUR BONES TO GLASGOW. IT'S ALL YOU ALL JUST SPILLING ALL DEAD AND SPILLING (YOU, INTO HER, INTO THEM). IT'S YOU ALL -- DEAD -- SPILLING INTO EACH OTHER. IT'S THE KIND OF THING THAT CHILLS ME AND I PAUSE IN THE MOON SLASH SUN BECAUSE WHO KNOWS WHOSE ATOMS ARE WHOSE.

15.

THE ARROWS, AGAIN. THE GENTLE PULL, UNLESS YOU ARE LIGHT -- YOU CAN GNASH YOUR TEETH ALL YOU WANT. FIND A HOLE -- THAT'S WHAT SARTRE SAYS -- FIND ONE THAT FITS YOUR BODY. GO LOOK AT A BUILDING FOR SOME YOU-SIZED CRACKS OR SOMETHING. OR LOSE WEIGHT AND BECOME KEY-SIZED. FEVER. THAT GENTLE PULL. TOP OF THE HEAD, DOWN. WIGGLE-FREE IDENTITY SMASH--

16.

OH SHIT OH SHIT. HOW WILL I NEVER BE ABLE TO LISTEN TO MUSIC AGAIN. HOW WILL I NEVER BE ABLE TO SLEEP NEXT TO. HOW WILL I NEVER EVER EVER. "HOW WILL I NEVER UM SIGNAL THAT WHICH IS SUPPOSED TO POLITELY COME AFTER." BUT I CAN JUST HOLD THINGS LIKE A SECOND OR TWO AND IT FEELS LIKE A CONCRETE HOLDING OF THINGS. I AM GOING TO START GRABBING THINGS MORE OFTEN AND CONSIDERING MY PROXIMITY TO THEM AND HOPING THAT OUR ATOMS MIX OR ARE INTRODUCED AS "YOU KNOW SO AND SO FROM SAFEWAY." OKAY.