1819 c/o Owen Vince
“gold” is four directions -
“gold” is capable of resisting
water ; by sinking
gold denies its own capability not
like a paper mache head with
its ears pulled sideways . I
have seen a man gesturing in panic , wildly
and dropping
fondant from the birthday ; sputa , twelve dead
humpback whales washed up on the banks of the
Mississippi . glided. they were asset mined
by the minute men of Arkansas , humming
and hawing. Also , as mines exist in potential they
also exist in reality. a speculation is a gesture made
into a fog , it is the hope he didn't see the shape your finger
made (clue: savagery). the men in silk brown blue yellow
white coats are getting closer . tears straddle their nice
cheekbones ! the chandeliers were an investment .
they clatter nicely, together.
British products can be drowned in ;
american products are shine ,
rare and traded for kudos . an “agrarian land
boom ensued in the south and west united
states” . Everything was based on a land
boom , he said , “but , in a fake way”.
You know?
Astor , Girard , Paris , and sixteen
million of their friends who's faces are , yes ,
triangulated and exchangeable . the nation's
credit was a gold philosopher blond mega
fauna that screamed over the newly recovered
cities of Atlanta , Chicago , Kansas
and drilled into the asphalt of Minneapolis !
Mining sounds
like a rearrangement
in the language
of
your listings like -
this cow creamer is worth
fourteen of your cow
creamers ; this oesophagus
has no exchangeable or market
value ; this carpet was once
tailored by the elite carpet tailor
it is that colour for a reason
this field is a deflated
balloon but crops cannot grow
there , or grow all
over the place like
snagged teeth – their sprayed
open corn tastes
yes of glass ; i will see you again
on WS, yes? i will bury my face
in the carpet and meet my departed
dearly friends.
because
1819
,
Owen Vince
,
Panic of 1819