There’s no such thing as english
culture. Think of the differences
between what we call the deep sea
and what we call the mountainous

and the region of cultural
bleeding around it. I have stood
up many historical things
ideas, concepts, idein,

you know in the way that dancers
in concert are both aching for
attention, and yet there is this:
a joined togetherness, a halt

who goes there before the Other
where both achieve some cathexis
some oxidation. Well in all
history is this element

of love which creates a rhythm.
There is no such thing as human
being, only the levels of
being beneath, being above

being a component, being
Happy and safe in the knowledge
or collapsing over some event
horizon as you rest breathing