The Exodus of Clemence (Ma Volonté D'immoler)
Give me the Planet and I will give you the words.
Clemence.
Give me the fuel and I will give you the fists.
Clemence.
Give me the assassin shot and I will give you the guns.
Clemence.
Give me the gold and I will give you the molars it was found.
Clemence.
Give me the solution and I will give you the infiltration.
Clemence.
Give me everyone's son and I will give you a nation.
Clemence.
Give me dead dumb people and I will give you Stockholm Slaves.
Clemence.
Everyday Everyday Everyday Everyday
There is a party here There is a party there
There is a queer quiz master at the quantum cafe
Who lived in Queens.
Clemence.
Clemence.
Give me Fortune's Mountain and I will give you a black dick a white dick.
Clemence.
Give me hell and I will turn your dog's fur inside out.
Clemence.
Give me your trip and I will give you a purple micro dot.
Clemence.
Give me your id for the underground and I will give you my laylow
Clemence.
Give me your digits and I will crave new ones in your wrists.
Clemence.
2.
O.Clemence. O.
I need your gloves today to tie these threats.
O. Clemence. O.
Elutriation Eliminating
Ellison's Moon Bubbles.
Everyone is Enough.
O. Clemence. O.
If I bring you Gowns & Boots
Will you sort through the opened trains and gates
And tell which to take.
Tell
Me
How
To
Do
This.
St. Malo have mercy on me.
The Tantivy Tantalus Troubled
Became volcanic
Traveling past steel factories
Grass tall as train windows.
Through
Pennsylvania's abandonment.
Everyman
Wants to be a Blood King on the Blood Earth.
No one wants the last syllable -dex.
Save.
The Bottle Finders.
Save.
Our strong young men
Strung like Flies
On the pepper trees of Fell Street.
Save.
The women who hang themselves at traffic lights.
Save.
The unprotected sleeping in the bowling lanes.
Save.
Our people from our police.
O. Clemence. O.
A tongue is cut with Jacob's ladder.
The three do breathe through evil.
God is a written symbol
On my dead father's eye lid.
Prayer is the dead child's IRE.
The sound within
The triangle.
(God will never send one to the wrong person no matter what.)
(God I hid for months in the cupboards under the sink. This is Jew Time. This to Survive.)
Part 3
She has been brought back to this life.
She has the spot light.
Seems
Someone has saved her life.
O. Clemence. O.
Let me put your smoke out in my palm.
Now what have you come here for?
What can I do for you I am a bag of corpse flies.
And When I Rest
O. Clemence. O.
Soul Sails Sisters
The opening
For what could be
A dramatic turn
Of all time.
Sea spat stones into
The
Atoned Atomy Attic's Altar Amended
The Chronicles.
Each time I go.
I am a hose in the wind.
Perched
On Parchment Street.
Defector Motion
Stopped the trouble that came.
Mercy in hand
Carried Crescent City
Crushed Collapsing Carnations
Into the Carnivals of My
Mind In the Greenhouse.
Bones of God
Grew
Despite will on the grills
Of our moment in broke.
I cannot apply my knowledge more
About
Dank Damned Dismantled
Droughts
A fore seen since '56 of our holy nation.
Our fields have blood but they will grow.
Democracy's Arcane.
Profits of Pain.
A dramatic turn is at hand.
Part 4
O. Clemence. O.
Divinity Became blindingly Became
Crazy.
In the middle of 2
Wasting Worlds Waring Wept
Wading Waters
Wild
With
Witch Wings
Of
Broken
Enchantments.
(And the children will mourn for the acquiscent gentic. It is horrible to think no one is on your side.
But it is the truth so carry on that way or immolate into
Nikola Vaptsarov's hands.
Moth balls
At the firing line.- 1942.
and the culmination of Arts and thoughts.
O. Clemence. O.
Ask him
Does he not hear us from these
Positions
On the
Station Poles.
As we roll our words
Across Drought
Faint Fever Fields
Farmed Failed Faith
Fat Flies
Biting
The Necks
Of
The Farmers.
In the Negro Rain.
(When many lose
I do win.)
O.Clemence.O.
I had a fever for 3 days before my son was born.
And when I brought him to the family home
The clouds were shorn.
The floods began.
We slept above
On risen stone.
Kaolin Bone.
The trails were filled with gun powder
And red shards pulling against the wind.
In thin veil
His birth had not moved the war along.
O.Clemence.O.
The Exodus begun. Then.
The archives ancient accumulated artillery
Aching Arching
Astray abandoned
Atrium's artery
Artificial Horizon
Two Hebrews in the flood and flourless.
O.Clemence. O.
Becomes to Change.
The place is the same.
The faces are all dead.
There is nothing to walk to.
The smell of sweet rotting bodies in the spiritual air.
I slide through the darkest places
Of the above earth minds.
And met with less love
Left Limbic Systems
Of
The drug cartels.
Where the child moans.
On the Highways of Disposal.
O.Clemence.O.
When I broke my foot
The lives of man broke.
Now is not the time to be excessive.
A child in the marketplace
Gave me a magic ball
Patina grease.
And then she fell
A spine bullet.
Her eyes to mine.
The Aurochs sent me a Love Letter.
The grain of gone.
Into
The hand plougher's
Sweat
Set in Drought our Nation.
O. Clemence. O.
My will to immolate.
Riding
Crucian Carp
To
Clemence.
(Excerpt Satchel Cornstalk)
*I stand by self immolation as a form of protest. I feel fated so.*










