four decades of fog

tired of words in the middle of march

when all days are so sunny and warm

invasive plants in connect i cut

sound a glossy page lame alarm

"the unbearable thinness of flatness"

screens away spring's charm

amazing how mongo's mazacote

can cut thru 4 decades of fog

slow politics requires more people

admiring each turtle on a log

let us do lettuce for less

"A one-pound box of prewashed lettuce
contains 80 calories of food energy.
According to Cornell ecologist D. Pimental
growing, chilling, washing, packaging, and
transporting that box of organic salad
to a plate on the East Coast takes more than
4,600 calories of fossil fuel energy
or 57 calories of fossil fuel energy
for every calorie of food."

footnote page xvi in Slow Money by Woody Tasch
borrowed from Michael Pollan, The Omnivore's Dilema

'crawling for congress' gets a laugh
'creeping' seems too creepy
'strolling' has elements of calm and dignity
slow politics encompasses all three
slow money ='s local money
local money for local lettuce
cuts out 4,600 calories of middlemen
and a plastic boxed 'commodity fetish'

discrepant nastiness & imperfection politics

greatest discrepancies exist cuz traditionalists will them into existence

redhat mishaps make 2 conchs beat 2 shinbone trmpts collide

2 dungchens blend whale farts fiercely

2 vertical cymbals clittclattter 2 horizontal cymbals loll & groll

2 shawms flip slip & slide

2 skullcap whackerdrum rattles in 1 hand & little 2 sided bell ringledingles in t'other

prhps using bones & skulls of monks

most antagonistic to each other when they were alive

batttling post mortem tubaspargens scatter tattterseed sheed schweed sczwedddd

from daily practices over 6 or 8 centuries you get times square traffic jam

cuz that is their intent: miss takes, accidentals, overtones, incidentals

these cats wd grind their teethes find sharpest chalks to rub on rougher black boards

same for andean dudes & their panpipes flutes tooting in unregistered registers

piping down the vallies wild piping songs of childish glee

same for gorale string quartets making mockery of buddha pest

or hungky gypsies laying on the schmaltz in hungky restaurants

anywhere in the mountains anywhere gypsy fiddles cry there's mud in your eye

a grating on the nerves a certain discrepant nastiness