{"id":2726,"date":"2016-04-11T02:28:06","date_gmt":"2016-04-11T02:28:06","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2726"},"modified":"2016-04-13T01:51:33","modified_gmt":"2016-04-13T01:51:33","slug":"j-de-salvo-april-2016","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/j-de-salvo-april-2016\/","title":{"rendered":"J de Salvo, April 2016"},"content":{"rendered":"

San Francisco is a Tree<\/strong><\/p>\n

I come into the tunnel at Civic Center BART
\nThe one where people set up camp
\nPractically living there until the gate goes down
\nSitting on the floor all day on the
\nNod begging for change then
\nRunning upstairs to Leavenworth to
\nCop and then back down to
\nShoot and nod and beg again
\nAnother man is screaming in pain and
\nNo one cares
\nI don\u2019t really care
\nEnough to write about it but that\u2019s
\nNot enough to help<\/p>\n

I don\u2019t know him
\nEven though I see him every day
\nHe\u2019s not my friend<\/p>\n

In his manifesto, the architect,
\nChristopher Alexander talks
\nAbout city design in terms of
\nLattices and trees
\nThat is, either laced together or
\nBranched apart<\/p>\n

A city is not a tree,
\nHe says<\/p>\n

\u2026but I\u2019m not so sure if it matters too much when
\nso much of reality is caused by the
\nlies in our heads<\/p>\n

I get down to the platform and
\nEvery sign down there is advertising
\nA raffle where they are giving away
\nA luxury home
\nJust giving it away
\nto someone who
\nalmost definitely
\nalready has one<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Yes, I still think about you\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

But not in a dreamy, sentimental way<\/p>\n

I remember you in the Eula Hotel
\nPropeller hands spun without conscience
\nFists hitting me over and over<\/p>\n

(I remember you hitting me a lot,
\nIt stayed with me for some reason;
\nI remember every time you did it
\nAnd I will probably never forget.)<\/p>\n

The cops got called eventually
\nBecause you wouldn\u2019t leave and
\nI didn\u2019t want to kill you
\nIn a Mission hotel room
\nIn self-defense
\nThat was an unconscionable ending for me
\nAnd someone had to have a conscience that night<\/p>\n

Even though I was psychotic
\nAt the time
\nI felt and
\nstill feel
\nmore sane than you
\nMy Borderline baby
\nI remember holding my painting
\nIn front of my face to protect me from you and
\nI remember you slapping it away
\nI recall how righteous you looked and felt
\n\u201cYou call that art?\u201d, you said.
\nI remember that<\/p>\n

When the cops came I told them
\nI don\u2019t want to press charges but
\nOne of us needs to leave this room and
\nIt\u2019s not going to be me
\nOfficer, \u201cPlease, take my wife.\u201d<\/p>\n

So yes, I still think about you,
\nEvery day
\nYour need to always be right
\nYour nasty habit of abusing the mentally ill
\nAbove all, your father\u2019s legacy of violence that
\nYou never quite got all the way over
\nYour brilliant art, yes, that too,
\nBut also your low self-opinion
\nYour secret inadmissible belief that
\nYour deformity made you unlovable
\nYour victim complex
\nYour disregard of all of my opinions because,
\nThe sick are never allowed to be right so,
\nWhy encourage them?<\/p>\n

Yes, I still think about you
\nMuch more often than I would like<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Algorithmic Love<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

This algorithmic woman she
\n<\/span>has perfect pitch she
\n<\/span>never graces a note<\/span><\/p>\n

Through faking it
\n<\/span><\/i>She wants absolute trust in
\n<\/span>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0the absolute truth and
\n<\/span>is <\/span>ready to begin this
\n<\/span><\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0adventure
\n<\/span><\/i>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0today!<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

This woman she lives her life
\n\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0on settings<\/span><\/p>\n

The kinds of games she
\nlikes to play are <\/span>So
\n<\/span><\/i>interactive you will
\n<\/span><\/i>actually feel the pain<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

In fact you’ll be wantin’ to
\ngive a testimonial:<\/span><\/p>\n

I was high and dry
\n<\/span><\/i>(What a loser!)
\n<\/span><\/i>Til I got myself my
\n<\/span><\/i>algorithmic love<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

2 Pauls
\n<\/strong>(for PCR)<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

And lo, a man came into the world
\n<\/span>Bearing the name of the Saint of all conformists<\/span><\/p>\n

Perhaps, in small part,
\nTo save the name<\/span><\/p>\n

(A nice Jewish one,
\nin need of some defense)<\/span><\/p>\n

He did many good works
\nMany many many many many many many many many good works<\/span><\/p>\n

And he didn\u2019t even write any silly
\nLetters telling us how to fuck, if we must<\/span><\/p>\n

How to pray, not to worry so much about
\nWhat we ate, whom to persecute<\/span><\/p>\n

Behold, there was Paul and anti-Paul
\nDavid and Goliath, Alpha and Omega<\/span><\/p>\n

And though the words of the one
\nShall not eclipse the other\u2019s<\/span><\/p>\n

Let them go out into the world,
\nAnd do their work<\/span><\/p>\n

Let them go out<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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