what would be the most effective action right now
probably not what im doing
Written by Angelica Rose Ortiz
what would be the most effective action right now
probably not what im doing
is it true
is it really true
does my art suck?
not sure.
no one really has the answer to that kind of thing
therefore
my art cannot suck
its not possible for art to suck
because art cannot suck or not suck
it just is
it doesnt do much else besides is
like me
am i art then
the answer is a resounding “yes”
why
because now im suck-proof
now im free from the paradigm
good fucking bye
What’s out there waiting for me?
Lots of fun juicy stuff?!?
WahWah wawa Wahh!
LaLadidadodobadoooooooo
Weh
wawaaaa
Wah Wah Wahhhhhhh
SLEEPY HOLLOW.
ROLL ON OVER TO ME.
SIGHING, OPENING EYES, CLOSING THEM,
FINDING WAYS TO LAY INTO YOU,
SMOOTHER AND WARMER THAN IN MEMORY.
SLEEPY IS GOOD.
IF WE WERE ALL SLEEPY THE WORLD WOULD BE NICER.
CRYSTAL SENSIBILITIES.
MITES SCURRY UNDER A PEARLITE AWNING,
FLOWERS SLOWLY CRUMBLE,
AND DAYS PASS BY GENTLY
LIKE THE NEXT EPISODE OF DAYS IS ON AUTOPLAY
AND YOU DON’T HAVE TO PUSH ANY BUTTONS.
YESTERDAY I DIDN’T WORK CAUSE IT WAS CLOUDY.
TODAY I DIDN’T WORK CAUSE IT IS SHINING.
THERE’S SPIDERWEB GLITTER ON THE INSECT SCREEN.
OW OW OW THAT MUSIC HURT.
IT SOUNDED LIKE
SOMEONE TRYING TO SQUEEZE A SONG OUT OF THE DRYWALL.
NO, I still haven’t finished the 1st page even
I was mostly thinking sex. Then floor
economics. Sometimes the fun of it
is holding a book open and being hot.
And I was that much better for doing so.
Then I woke up.
I love sneezing, farting, and coughing whenever I want.
I don’t know if I have time to write.
First, I must say I’m bright and ready for anything.
I gave a big smooch to the moon this morning.
“Time of day” is a beautiful phrase.
Lick the surfaces of ponds and leave behind trails that lack algae
“Algae”
Another funny word.
Also, there’s something special about horses
that brings forth poetry, harmony, and love for the world.
Riding a horse is a strange possibility.
It is romantic,
it harkens back to the past,
it is a nuanced relationship to have with a vehicle.
Ride on waves bigger than ten bodies
Heal collectives and bake up holidays
We’re the sweet cake of the world
Tasty living and with more to say than some golden retrievers
Often in disagreements with strangers
and looking at trees and street lamps made of iron
Poems can be spelled however and often aren’t
We’re here for poetics and America
Sit on rocks and hold hands
Joke all day all lovely
Love each other so hard
Smile all day
Is it wrong to lean that much into you
I don’t lean for support or stability
I just cant believe how warmmmmm
and your skin is sooooo soft
liikkeeee
– Written on September 18th, 2023 in New York City
Purple is the color of dreams
It’s the final resting place of all atoms
It’s like a blanket being pulled over your body
and the blanket has no end
That’s what it sounds like
also the wind
the beach
the wind on the beach
no, no, no, that’s not real
CLOUDGAZE
the honest results
mathematical lace
It’s like a portrait of GODDDDDDddd
DOGS BARK
okay – thats just how I like it – behind a wall
I can do it… – anyway… – WOOD
I CAN’T SEE – IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT – SHOP
THE NOISE SINGS – COPY PAPER – LONG COCK
IM FEELING – VERY LOST – ON THE FAST SMOKE
I DON’T KNOW – COLORS ARE PRETTY – WHAT TO THINK
MY FAVORITE ANIMAL – DRUGS ARE ABOUT CONTROL – IS A HAMSTER
I WANT THE YANKY – I KNOW HOW TO LAUGH – IT SOUNDS LIKE PLAY
A CUP ROLLING – PICK UP STICKS – ON THE GROUND
MELANCHOLY CORNFLOWER – I CAN’T STOP THINKING ABOUT HER – BLUE
– Written September 13th, 2023 in Los Angeles