The Electrician
On the Anniversary of Jean Tinguely and Nikki de Saint Phalle’s Performance of “Study on an End of the World, Part 2” Somewhere in the Desert Out from Las Vegas on March 21, 1962, as It Relates to the Consequences of the Imminent Falling to Earth of the Chinese Satellite Tiangong-1
In the days since
the 2012 Bugarach Apocalypse
gurus have predicted
that the 8-point-five ton
Tiangong-1 Chinese model
of the observable universe
is headed back to our earth
to Here in our garden
predicted as of German-even updates
Chinese new Year du Chien
say him heading on down
and say him seeking fellow rabbit
caged in Darmstadt
telex’d to us 16 March
here in the Orientales
only one rabbitical narrative of existence
per customer.
Don’t forget what happened to Claire at the end of her world.
Indeed, how sure are We?
We will likely never know
if or how to infuse The Tiangong-1
on or before April 6,
though its stresses
unbetwisted up into
our home of alien visitors
will only ever shine.
Screw this news and references
to white rabbits.
His anguish reveals
my shameful and
comparatively paltry experience
in this mystical reality
of The Chinese hardware
and will take my place anywhere nearby
to wait it out.
But how can we even be assuming
a question of what The observable universe
measured by the Tiangong-1
headed down here to our to earth
Here in the Pyrenées Orientales
what this population calls home
showered by flaming nuts & bolts?
And then this?
We cannot countdown
Bugarach Apocalypse
not again, not now.
Tiangong-1 is headed
into our observable universe,
headed into our
narrative of existence where
We’ll Never Know if before 19 April,
anything.
The story of what is, tell me. Tell
her.
Stay revived.
Be tuned in.
We are ready.
Is it time to gin up some Bugarach Apocalypse
la station spatiale chinoise tiangong
for sure how everything stinks of certainty
as if to the ancients seeking the beginning.
Perhaps timeless alien visitors
still revered by
The Observable Home
of Everything Real Clear
have got the savvy
we crave of The Tiangong-1,
because thems aliens can teach
brother, teach us.
Indeed the very concept
of spacetime is a forecast
issued far down the rabbit hole
we travel.
A beginning may be flawed,
yet based on our metal-fragment
dented skulls
or two up and down ten thousand mountains
at their actions in Berkeley
no warrant ♬ ♬
« in every possible way »
Then a brain pool may or may not be enough for us
to process Jasper’s A mer ican flag cause
A John Doe warrant
had been Maced
& got no farther.
Him bohemian bushy into the ground,
know kidding, poppa.
Then we dragged him off,
so certain him truly was weaned of a Panther
leaving the most powerful elements
next to the paltry experience
in this mystical comparative reality.
Oh, in counties all over that country
in Civil Court reeking of hassles by cops
since Panthers never grab persons
of low income chased by
servicemen cops overlord officers
students not struck by a billy club,
ever.
So all you in the sea did not
indiscriminately treat
one of the heady days
of the Bugarach Apocalypse
to back a huge demonstration in Chicago
did you?
during past gnosis at Grace Cathedral
The searching of rooms
The winding of sheets.
The tracing of sky hunters.
The breathing of where.
Some of the fury at the southern latitude
set itself upon bigotousness,
a huge swath had been Maced
by the ancients for sure.
We mean, glory.
Who wants to be bohos,
anymore?
studio arago 