marking the 100th annniversary ov dada, 1916.
reclaim / re-clam / clam-fish / clam-up /clam-shell-cd casins / ur - ur - ur - all us roots ov language - languagin - language-sing, aye roots, routs, groutin. mind skips back to laughin heads off this weird-wonderful wall before sky fall in - all ghosts ov stone, plaster, paint - faint curves and righteous angles - reds, yellows, blues - primarys then so much more. toons hatton gallery till attendants fume me noise (early sound poems, no?) find us head-cock and silent-pointins, proper admirer ov art see, wz only six. turns this is kurt schwitters last survivin merz - ill and fleein nazis twice-over - and we - we imprison him 17 month, speed up his un-englander death. his torn, his tear, his tearin, rearin, rarin, tearyin, merz torn from commerz, ever torn from never, light torn from darks, his life-long dada sparkin. so heres some ur for yu kurt gave-give-given (me / us) so much meanin - our wor(l)d from grave/s & beyond. end his what is madness? 'politics stand at the soft core of our time. may that core soon soften further and may it leave our time free space for being free.' reclaim / re-clam, aye / but never clam up