October 23, 2011


an audience recording of The Feelies
somewhere in Germany, sometime in ‘88
you hear air
those kids singing in those accents
jangle like seltzer
broken disassociated split
at the back of your head like nostalgia
but not nostalgia, the gnaw cold
  and the jitter, and the jangle
  code deep
  a face of vertigo

coming out, the other end of a
very long sentence that has
long ago abandoned recognizable
grammar, subjects and objects
cartwheel over each other
  it was, at one time,
  a happy reel, I suppose

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