9/26/13

Meg Ronan

from a series called Dr. Elizabeth Pine-Rumelhart

METHODS

Betty clawed up           laws slumped

          exposed each participant to features

mossed&moldy





(See Appendices B & C)


MASS CARD FROM DR. PINE’S MOTHER

bless her fainting ascenders her
unhinged descenders bless her
floating digits and if need be
deliver her, lord, eyes to my
doorstep and when her sockets
germinate and fresh sponge
fills    scoop them shawl swaddled
wet and snagged     I’ll sacrifice
the heap fire or feeding
for her peace



CONFOUNDED EXPERIMENT

Participant C9 clipped          reported it
Dr. Pine suffered

a visionary incision          an
asynchronous         riot          in her sleep

she suffered
an unwarranted           episiotomy
how can we
ever account for these things
no, she wasn’t pregnant

most likely caused her aversion
to As&Vs&Ks

her liturgical affinities
her architectural allergy         to eaves

we must take          detailed
personal histories



DR. PINE CALLS THE LAB ASSISTANT IN FOR A MEETING

all the cells vibrating
a sickness
a missing electron

that’s what makes us have the words

frantic     chaos     frenetic     anxious

the idea of lostness
we are comforted (she flirts)
by our claustrophobic
relapse

can i offer you some cabbage?
no harm, we will learn
one another’s
domestic habits

here it is.

okay, can i have it?

oh, that’s what you meant. 

stop being so slavic.

a phantom limb, phantom feature.     havoc.


RESULTS

(See Appendix A)




DISCUSSION:  CONSPIRACY THEORY

new hypothesis for further research:


the feature is a braid     depends upon      depth perception     another      dimension


can’t be detected around this axis
this hinge


they keep you in this fog so you’ll do it again


find a new way to associate with an h, an a, a t          see
parentheses and think yes, maybe it is all different than what i thought, think, i was missing this theory, this theory of parentheses, i couldn’t have done anything right


they keep you in this fog


convince you that syntax has something to do with it, has everything, is your sun goddess, is your frenetic stillness, you think you can be a vibrating table, all buzz but still serve as surface


it’s our job at the center to keep inventing evolutions of cognition
so we can keep believing it
right now to develop x-ray love

so we can observe it


See more from Dr. Pine-Rumelhart in the Pink Line Project and in Apartment Poetry Qtrly. Meg Ronan works as a shopgirl at Bridge Street Books in DC.

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