Smoothest Youngest Known Archivist
Who’s heard of lace?
Caricature of a teenager
drawn by a teenager kneeling
on the floor with magic
markers. Any mark
sighted and indexed
could be permanent.
Let me study Vitrivius,
get back to you.
Can index with magic marker
several several years
ago—or count backwards,
an architecture can,
to youth, preserve
networks of motion and
biopolitical time
so well
in such a cool way—
can still with fat fingers as
magic marker as
a black comb,
reduce a figure
to gesture, salient feature.
Like in Meatyard, teenager
has no interest in the particularity
implicit in a subject. Give
corduroy coat, somebody
in juggalo pants,
coax out a universal from
air and atmospheric smell,
fabric be like wall-paper,
make youth’s target
one interchangeable
universal fluid and
grotesque as
antique heads tagged
representative sculpture.
To recall from an index,
any head restored to its
grossest proportions.
My flesh or even yours
could be molded out of rubber.
Could the archive
be a channel preserved
by Martians. Could
wallpaper.
Who has heard of texture,
groans from out of sight
when an arrow sinks
into an artificial shirt-back.
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