Anne Gorrick

Be cheap and submersible / watched over by clicking,
stuttering, frantic kissing

The stars align
The Long Count Calendar runs out of pages, a man appears
and gives a piece of string to whoever made it all happen
Directions on what to do when you serve as an acolyte during worship services:
snap on the left shoulder, the internal string at the waist
the external snaps on the right shoulder
Make sure it slides and moves the wick in and out
a red posturing
Then she grabs her keys and makes her way out

I’m talking about real, deep sleep, the kind you get on the weekends
a few knots here and there
the stuff we make up, the ways in which we are irritated but do not react
the clear vision of something uniquely ours
except in someone else’s mouth

Usually sheep or goat intestines are used
and then smoothed and equalized by drawing out
Next the prepared gut strands are twisted together to make
a small line by itself
It will sweep out
The body is made of two arched plates fastened to a “garland” of ribs
If you never learned to make a Jacob’s Ladder string figure, it’s not too late

This is your search history
I’m not using capital letters here
or contraceptives, or personal lubricants
There is the annoyance of constant accessibility
some mystic sense where a word writes itself on your dashboard
There are common quantitative metrics
you know: gender; age; bounce rate
Maybe you’ll be protected by anti-virus software, or your neglect
Maybe you’ve seen the photo below of me rocking my wine colored skinny pants

Her predictions directly contradict his experimental findings
these fine tunings built into her tailpiece
Her acolytes never predicted dark energy
never let an excited string slacken
Just when you think you can relax and let your diabolical plan play out
the concept of killing another person willingly was held under a microscope
under string lights & light curtains & battery operated strands
Tips for Novices, Acolytes, and Gurus:
I am not asking you to decrypt
floralytes by acolyte, flower strings, blossom branches and more
Wholesale Acolyte submersible LED Floralytes light up flowers in water
Buy the LED party light, submersible floralytes at discount price

No, I’m not talking about the “ruling over your minions” kind of power
I’m talking about the kind created by electricity
Power lights up the streets at night so you can see when you’re about to walk in gum
Maybe I’m just unable to explain myself properly
or these 100 round magazines
I’m not talking about:
taking the blame or the credit
sacrificing
nebulous pledges of “support”
or homemade costumes
I’m talking about make-or-break, tarnish-your-name-forever-should-you-break-them rules
I’m not talking about you picking a fight with a spider
but being a spectator of a fight between two spiders
If you are like me, you have probably never heard of spider fighting
at least, not as a spectator sport

Be cheap and submersible
watched over by clicking, stuttering, frantic kissing
This place was like a temple overseen by the slow, the solemn
who served an altar of coruscating blue light
No wonder his acolytes thought he was the messiah
with his strings of well-constructed fallacies in the form of lectured tirades sans objective

For a while I wasn’t on the Deftones train
It was just a nice place to keep our stuff
I’m talking about a comfortable bed and a warm place to sleep each night
next to the person we love
No, I’m Not Talking About Chicago
I’m talking about doses of forgetting
the deer in the yard as a constant rerun
I think Jesus would like better bands than you
I’m not talking about stasis necessarily
I’m not talking about
one couplet that’s really just an attempt to insult someone else’s masculinity
I’m talking about
an ENTIRE song devoted to the ovarian cycle—follicular phase through luteal phase
I’m talking about
the Rothschilds and the Kings and Queens and princesses all throughout the world
How much do they have? You don’t know, do you. And they aren’t on the Forbes list
I’m not talking about
the gap between the door and the door frame
although of course there’s a gap there too
but a gap between the actual door frame and the wall. Crazy.

The Acolytes Action Squad goes off on tangents from the plucked string of the opener
the short hip-hop interlude and the smattering of Hungry Ghosts
The Acolytes Action Squad seem to swim in much murkier rivers, recalling the meticulously deconstructed
They often attack the first movement like epic Beethoven

Lately, I’ve been praying a lot about what I’m supposed to be doing with my charisma
Now all of a sudden that follower-count feels a lot less important, right?
Marijuana does something to Christians that’s not good
and no, I’m not talking about a certain sexual maneuver
I didn’t think it was grammatically correct to put “shopping” and “stress” in the same sentence
We had a lovely trip to Mexico last year to see my obligatory sunset and palm tree in La Paz
Right now, the only thing on my mind
is how to successfully avoid the excessive seasonal shedding as much as humanly possible
I’m not talking about your normal, everyday shedding
No, what I speak of is the viscous
I’m not talking about lag, or the sustainability of expectations
I’m not talking about how to “activate a window by hovering over it”
We are relentless hunters, stalkers, and combat monsters
We had a ratio of 30:1 for our 22 billion slaves
Oh, sure, you can claim that we were being recruited for something else
but what would that be? Loading cargo? Writing novels? Playing professional sports?
Where do you think that strength and endurance was going to be funneled?
I’m not talking about anything so poetic as a trick of wording
that would release us from our service
What she had was what I can only describe as a rusty hook
It was a rusty hook hand, and it was incredibly creepy
Also, no one wanted to dance with her at the school

As she plucked a particular string, it seemed to upset her
Flunkies, priests, acolytes, and apprentices descended upon her
in multicolored splotches of paint, shaving cream and silly string
He was so grieved that he added a sixth string to express his sorrow
I wear a men’s G string, do you!
It’s all 100% true
A handy loop on this poem is included on the bottom
allowing you to anchor the lily using string or fishing line

This will keep the lilies where you want them in open bodies of water

Can we forget about the things I said when I was drunk?

 
There are ways of putting up peaches
I didn’t mean to call you that, I can’t remember
why my car is in the front yard and I am sleeping with my clothes on
Santana Lopez bent at the waist and tugged at the lace on her right skate
It broke. “Motherfuck,” she grumbled
You do not scare me at all with your very loud voice and the way you grabbed my…
Even your answers are missing, so please stop
Republicans hate the United Nations more than they like helping people in wheelchairs
I commented on something in Russian on YouTube, and someone replied to me in Italian
I tried to translate
Please try again later
I’m going to get stigmatized negatively, and that’s ok
Your vocal chords, your cufflinks
There is no understanding. There is no motive. There is nothing
I had it done to me 4 times in a row by different people
I hunt in a capped zone
What kind of bird this is?
What kind of rock this is?
Can anyone tell me what kind of rock this is?
Please?
You don’t have to pay for it, carry it, guard it, or make room for it
But more importantly, where the fuck are his eyebrows?
You suffer from extreme and daily arrogance
Just look at this face, glowing demon eyes: you’re adorable
I would love to pinch your
structured investigative interviews
Can someone please tell me what I did wrong, IF I did indeed do anything wrong?
This is the equation: (4x/x-2) = x+ (8/x-2)
Tell me how this ends
The new pornographers explore the awesome world around them
and satisfy their curiosity with innovative games, activities, quizzes
They ask, am I bulletproof?
Invisible empires of products, fireflies and songs add to the beauty
Hi, Magic Closet, Tell Me What to Wear!
Tell me what to swallow

Anne Gorrick is a poet and visual artist. She is the author of A’s Visuality (BlazeVOX Books, 2015), I-Formation (Book 2) (Shearsman Books, Bristol, UK, 2012), I-Formation (Book 1) (Shearsman, 2010), and Kyotologic (Shearsman, 2008). She collaborated with artist Cynthia Winika to produce a limited edition artists’ book, “Swans, the ice,” she said, funded by the Women’s Studio Workshop in Rosendale, NY and the New York Foundation for the Arts. She has also co-edited (with poet Sam Truitt) In|Filtration: An Anthology of Innovative Writing from the Hudson River Valley (Station Hill Press, 2016). With poet Melanie Klein, she curates the reading series Process to Text, which focuses on innovative writing from in and around New York’s Hudson Valley. She also co-curated the electronic poetry journal Peep/Show with poet Lynn Behrendt (www.peepshowpoetry.blogspot.com), which is a “taxonomic exercise in textual and visual seriality.” Images of Anne’s visual art can be found here. She lives in West Park, New York.
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Susan Lewis (susanlewis.net) is the editor of Posit (positjournal.com) and the author of eight books and chapbooks, including This Visit (Blazevox, 2015), How to be Another (Cervena Barva Press, 2014), and State of the Union (Spuyten Duyvil Press, 2014). Her ninth book, Heisenberg’s Salon, is available now for pre-order from Blazevox. Her poetry has appeared in such places as The Awl, Berkeley Poetry Review, Boston Review, The Brooklyn Rail, Cimarron, Gargoyle, The Journal, The New Orleans Review, Prelude, Raritan, Seneca Review, So to Speak, Verse, and Verse Daily.