r(anne)d Mother
by Ambrose Bye
Seems like forever ago or maybe just the other day
when I began my first frequency recipe for alphabet soup
first angel Akilah then mother Anne
I always liked making recordings
performance was never a destination
but thats what/where people seem to like/go/do
people who are compelled to stand in front of other people and speak what they write
they seem to like having music around or something
and it opened many doors and windows from the United Kingdom of Slovakian Morocco to New Belgian Mexico and Southern Spanish Canada
cities of mind and states united
festivals and fiestivals
flights, lights, and fights
essential, trivial, and irreplaceable
and many a good people have gathered along the way
Every body persists in its state of being at rest or of moving uniformly straight forward, except insofar as it is compelled to change its state by force impressed.
“Ah yes” I remembered “that unbalanced force of impression”
“Mom, why do you put on makeup before you go to bed?”
“Because you never know who you will meet in your dreams”
(Mexico City, 2020)
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