From: cwduff-AT-alcor.concordia.ca
Date: Fri, 18 Jul 1997 04:44:51 -0400 (EDT)
Subject: MB: Jack Tack One and Two/ 



	 Jack woke up and found a text. Another schizoanalytic text of
	that pace place where two rhizomed to become three and four and
	and they was. And  so here it is:
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	When Jack knew all the secrets of their assemblage he gathered
himself for a great breath. A great heaping breath of sighs. Was that the
desire delire (read read read of lire and re:read) of her eyes across the
stars, the staves of her needs against his. He knew he had a place in her
nuzzling. Spite of all the paranoiac machines about. O No Papa Mama Boy
was he in the rain of never see you again? O lament of her laughing eyes
past missed his, and he wanted his id with her hid. O! Hid and Id, what
a mistake to have ever said the ID, the i.d. of libidi[o] with repression
and depression and forget yer forgot your forgot forget! O dear how he
long ponged for his Jill even though he walked stalked with another. Even
though she did, and the family tree grew longer. Or longer in the teeth of
his eye. No eye in the bloc becoming of desire. She was a  family girl
now, but once he knew, he KNew She was Wild Girl, in another country
dancin' and dancin' all night. And once she had said the word abortion and
her laughter while saying it was so trilling and throaty in the same
second, he just flipped his gourd and his machine went whirrrrrrr! What
could one do. When the turn was on, well it was on. A turn on! No matter
that he torqued and turned away. No more calls to the sea, he said! No
more mails to the scene HE said. Interdiction Contradiction Diction
Diction, it was all a Matter of Diction. her diction with his was a
dictionary. And of desire too. And he wrote it veryfast and said her name.
And made sure she heard all across the city of love. And desire was past
the pragmatics and schizoanalysis of his flame.
	Then of a day, JAck went to see the exiles and emigres with
Mona, another. ANd she and he had kissed and whispered sweet words of
desire once. Then with pictures of Kandinsky Kokoschka Matta and others
flying past his I's he said. O I wish I wish I want I want and wish her
assemblage with mine and link the linking of selfs and deterritorializing
the body selves of our sexes, all thousand of them my little darlin. And
then it was song he played (air-guitar away like mad) on his guitar
plucking the strings to her name and laugh.

	And even in those days, her teeth touched his heart-part and he
had no name for it. Just a nuzzle-puzzle of aloneness while she shower
powered and hawk-walked the fambly route. Ah da children like dancing
popsicles. 

	So He sang Linger on Yer Pale Blue Eyes (even if They werent
Blue!)
	And that was the  Velvet Underground, and he liked her.

	But he didnt feel sorry for himself at all.
	He knew an assemblage when he saw one.
	Just as she did.
	So Jack rested on the 39 day of their territoire,
	this mixing space and time like the bababab of lovers.
	
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	JAck  Tack 2/	

> 	In June Jack said to Mona who was hiding away in suburbia.
> 	I like to rock n roll, and 
> 
> 	I like to rock an' roll with You!
> 
> 	Is that my fault ?
> 
> 	Is that your fault??
> 	A little machine got knit between us, and there
> 	Aint nothing wrong with that,
> 	There aint nouthin you or me can do! Achoo Achoo!
> 
> > 	Jack said to Mona:
> > 	It was a day a day like any other,
> > 	Or something like that. Like that he said
> > 	turned the corner of my desire my wildness
> > 	Mon territoire, et j'ai dit,
> > 	je ne sais pas .
> > 	The train might be going with me to good old Freeland
> > 	down the route or the plane, or.
> > 	The plane of Immanence. Or something like that
> > 	So we gotta see, and time is so precious
> > 	make it a space  closer to  Thee! And then the Philos are thinking
> > 	and Yes it is 
> > 	and 
> > 	and One combines them to find the alchemy of contact
> > 	the machine rings and the desire machines buzz and hum.
> > 	till then "
> > 
> > 
> > 	Said Jack and then Mona sighed with relief.
> > 	Cause she knew Jack still liked her, and more.
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> > 
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