POST: 0025
POETRY
04-21-2022
【 My░♢wn░Taxonmy】
It has 12 phylums 01 Ones I’d pet for a minute sober02 Ones I’d pet for 2 hours stoned03 Ones I’d let crawl on me even though I fear them04 Small ones I kill when they annoy me (because their smallness makes their lives seem small as well)05 Noisy fuckers06 Quiet fuckers07 Tasty fuckers08 Everything in the ocean other than the octopus09 The Octopus10 Cacti (which I’ve decided are animals now)11 Furry & feathered sky dweller12 All the rest them, including humans
This is my own invented taxonomy
Because I recently realized all the taxonomies, systems, categorizations are invented
And I’m extricating myself from a culture of invention to which I have no connection
Because it is no fun to feel no connection
So there are 2 categories of automobiles now 01 Those that are bad for the environment02 Those that pretend that they are not bad for the environment
So there is 1 type of auto I’ll buy 01 The one that is the most fucking fun
And I have two answers to every question asked about myself 01 ‘It depends’02 All those other lies
And I do 2 types of drugs 01 Those that make promises that they can’t keep02 Those that make me keep my promises to myself, to life, to 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼
Old Greece had 8 types of 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼
I wrote them on my soul like a to-do list
English has one word for 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 . . .
And 8 types of W̸̱͙̗̭̱͒̉̈̌̓̈́̚Á̵̢͖̰̞̠̥̯̱̜͌͗͋͂̓͠R̴̢̜̔͒
I have 3 types of W̸̱͙̗̭̱͒̉̈̌̓̈́̚Á̵̢͖̰̞̠̥̯̱̜͌͗͋͂̓͠R̴̢̜̔͒ 01 Unholy W̸̱͙̗̭̱͒̉̈̌̓̈́̚Á̵̢͖̰̞̠̥̯̱̜͌͗͋͂̓͠R̴̢̜̔͒02 Unneeded W̸̱͙̗̭̱͒̉̈̌̓̈́̚Á̵̢͖̰̞̠̥̯̱̜͌͗͋͂̓͠R̴̢̜̔͒03 & The Last W̸̱͙̗̭̱͒̉̈̌̓̈́̚Á̵̢͖̰̞̠̥̯̱̜͌͗͋͂̓͠R̴̢̜̔͒
I haven’t seen the third one yet
But it’s the one I’m most excited for
1 word for 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 might be better than 8
Because I can count 1 infinity with ease
1 universe of floating flash-bang souls merging & exploding & melting together
Again & again within totality
I can’t count them all because I can’t count the stars in the sky
But I can count the sky
1
And I won’t create a taxonomy of humans
Because its number would be the number of humans divisible by each moment they have lived
I could spend my life listing those moments, and if I treated it like a 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣
. . . It would not be a wasted life
But I have only 1 type of 𝕡𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕣 01 The ever born devotion to 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 that lives me & breathes me & joins me to you & you & you
Because I have only 1 type of 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 01 ‘Only’ or ‘Every’ or each word of every language living and dead, because I seek the 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 that touches all things
But I have no words for 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼
No words for the whole of 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼
But I’ll give these words to it anyway
I will offer them over like a macaroni picture
Or a turkey drawn from the outline of my chubby little 5-year-old hand
𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼 will kiss my cheek & put it on the fridge with the strongest magnet
Because I’ve 33 types of magnets
But I’ll spare you that list, my 𝕃𝕆𝕍𝔼