SAFI ALSEBAI

This fear feels anachronistic

“NO WORD FROM YOU FEELING LONESOME
KINDLY CABLE WHETHER ANYTHING NEW AUF
WIEDERSEHEN MAX”
—Max Horkheimer to Theodor Adorno
15 March 1960

All that is description

A genealogy of jilted subject-object relations goes
something like:
the sublime, the alienated, the uncanny

Relations of: property, domestication

The one who all they did was palm
escapes years later into a horizon of puniness
leaves no address no account no number I have
to find those too find like meaning like puns

Is the curriculum of
laugher canned, uncanny, or cannibal?

V-effect

Ferric or ferrous juice of life on tap from a samovar
Irony

Prague spring saltwater

The sublime, the alienated, the uncanny, the ambiguous
the grotesque

Property, domestication, failure, mystery

Give me a break:
remain in touch, which
sounds after all
like a threat from some modernist

The flute, the bat, how ungallant

The sublime, the alienated, the uncanny, the ambiguous,
the grotesque, the abject, the ambivalent, the pathetic

Property, domestication, failure, mystery,
collapse, optimism, inimitability?

What to do with modernism at the end of the world?

The only gift is that
my throat is sore anyway

Otherwise I would be gelastic
It’s what we’ve been taught to be

Safi Alsebai is a writer from Arkansas, where he also studies medicine. 

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