In another time / universe / whatever i am an old person / member of this bowling club, thoughtful & sincere in my relations, grateful & happy to be alive in the small meanings i find around me, the way a pin falls over like a drunk person, the overabundance of gratitude, sound of others saying goodbye, laughing about things we would soon forget

In another time / universe / whatever i am an old person / member of this bowling club, thoughtful & sincere in my relations, grateful & happy to be alive in the small meanings i find around me, the way a pin falls over like a drunk person, the overabundance of gratitude, sound of others saying goodbye, laughing about things we would soon forget

i’m in the uk w/ ginger & we’re travelling around for about a week, doing some readings/shows together & a few apart, feel lucky to do this / travel w/ someone as bighearted as ginger, would love to meet you uk ppl <33 OCT / LONDON @ House Show [only Richard] 4 OCT / LONDON @ Montague Arms [only Ginger]6 OCT / DURHAM @ Empty Shop7 OCT / GLASGOW @ The Project Cafe8 OCT / MANCHESTER @ Drop Productions9 OCT / YORK @ House Show 10 OCT / LEAMINGTON SPA @ Althorpe Studiosfor more info re any show/reading, email me at richardwehrenbergjr@gmail.com (feeling calm sitting in bethnal green apartment thinking about how culturally diseased the american mind is, how afraid of itself & others it is, thinking about rivers polluted, blood as river as water, the thames, cameras, how i can’t not be of that, how that will last in me until those tissues deteriorate, but how i can talk to it gently, calm it, like now, a thought is gentle if you remind it that it is)

i’m in the uk w/ ginger & we’re travelling around for about a week, doing some readings/shows together & a few apart, feel lucky to do this / travel w/ someone as bighearted as ginger, would love to meet you uk ppl <3

3 OCT / LONDON @ House Show [only Richard]
4 OCT / LONDON @ Montague Arms [only Ginger]
6 OCT / DURHAM @ Empty Shop
7 OCT / GLASGOW @ The Project Cafe
8 OCT / MANCHESTER @ Drop Productions
9 OCT / YORK @ House Show
10 OCT / LEAMINGTON SPA @ Althorpe Studios

for more info re any show/reading, email me at richardwehrenbergjr@gmail.com

(feeling calm sitting in bethnal green apartment thinking about how culturally diseased the american mind is, how afraid of itself & others it is, thinking about rivers polluted, blood as river as water, the thames, cameras, how i can’t not be of that, how that will last in me until those tissues deteriorate, but how i can talk to it gently, calm it, like now, a thought is gentle if you remind it that it is)

crispinbest:

if anyone would like 2 come to a small poetry reading i’m hosting in east london tomorrow, let me know:
crspnbst@gmail.com

reading in london tmrw at this

crispinbest:

if anyone would like 2 come to a small poetry reading i’m hosting in east london tomorrow, let me know:

crspnbst@gmail.com

reading in london tmrw at this

fast-machine:

went to see Kid Rock at this county fair in western michigan last night…realized while there how many fake fucks with two or three university degrees pretend to care about auto workers, fast food workers, military vets, etc etc…yet would never want to be in the same space with them. like, at a Kid Rock concert. or a county fair. and instead make fun of Kid Rock and his audience. and instead are ‘embarrassed’ by things like living in brooklyn and owning a closet-sized washer and dryer, and eat quinoa, and write sentences that can only be understood by the top 1% of ‘intellectuals.’
last night i realized i never want to leave the midwest. 


Midwest 4 lyfe

fast-machine:

went to see Kid Rock at this county fair in western michigan last night…realized while there how many fake fucks with two or three university degrees pretend to care about auto workers, fast food workers, military vets, etc etc…yet would never want to be in the same space with them. like, at a Kid Rock concert. or a county fair. and instead make fun of Kid Rock and his audience. and instead are ‘embarrassed’ by things like living in brooklyn and owning a closet-sized washer and dryer, and eat quinoa, and write sentences that can only be understood by the top 1% of ‘intellectuals.’

last night i realized i never want to leave the midwest. 

Midwest 4 lyfe

things i thought while vaguely asleep

dreamed had 6 dogs named after common curse words, introduced them to friend saying “this is shit, this is ass, this is fuck, this is [etc]”

"the earth will end & everything will be forgotten" is a sentence i wake up with stuck in my head like a song that makes me act/be calm/kind

deutschland is an incredible name for a country i will be in in ~36 hours or for my next dog

everyone who is awake and not me rn is drunk or going to work

art installation where i gather several million humans into close quarters & make us all go to sleep simultaneously

feel like something insane or amazing or both would happen if everyone on the planet went to bed simultaneously

remembered that ludacris song where he says “go to sleep ho!” but imagined it being directed at the gardening tool

lines from songs that i think about a lot recently include “look out the world’s destroying you, relax it isn’t fair” & “nothing means nothing, everything is fleeting, don’t get used to it”

thepeoplesrecord:

Columbia student will carry her mattress until her rapist exits school
September 2, 2014

While most students at Columbia University will spend the first day of classes carrying backpacks and books, Emma Sulkowicz will start her semester on Tuesday with a far heavier burden. The senior plans on carrying an extra-long, twin-size mattress across the quad and through each New York City building – to every class, every day – until the man she says raped her moves off campus.

“I was raped in my own bed,” Sulkowicz told me the other day, as she was gearing up to head back to school in this, the year American colleges are finally, supposedly, ready to do something about sexual assault. “I could have taken my pillow, but I want people to see how it weighs down a person to be ignored by the school administration and harassed by police.”

Sulkowicz is one of three women who made complaints to Columbia against the same fellow senior, who was found “not responsible” in all three cases. She also filed a police report, but Sulkowicz was treated abysmally – by the cops, and by a Columbia disciplinary panel so uneducated about the scourge of campus violence that one panelist asked how it was possible to be anally raped without lubrication.

So Sulkowicz joined a federal complaint in April over Columbia’s mishandling of sexual misconduct cases, and she will will hoist that mattress on her shoulders as part savvy activism, part performance art. “The administration can end the piece, by expelling him,” she says, “or he can, by leaving campus.”

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As painful as I know the constant reminder of attending school with her rapist must be, I’m glad she won’t be the only one forced to remember. I hope the rapist drops out immediately…or better yet, I hope he faces the justice he deserves. 

imptnt

(via chelseadirck)

Copley, Ohio

Bump lit a bottle rocket lightly draped in his back jean pocket and when it took off, flying out in a scream of birth, he jumped a little. Maybe to help send it off, maybe to pull back his own body, which had been wanting to get out of this world where it had to be a body, where this world was always-already this world. Any amount of time able to be understood as any other amount of time: second as epoch, perspective allowing. Each birth mimicrying a former one. Sloppy miscegenation of chemicals; curving parabola of ostensible narratives; final hurrah of black dust; which could be called a caving-carving inward, an emptying of intention/fluids/electricity, an abandoning shell of used-up-ness, a cooling, ultimately. The warmth slowly leaking, temperature-less husk of once-being collapsed in a lawn.