[quantum]

 

by Mark Cunningham

 

 

 

 

[quantum]

 

“Thousands of people running on nothing but their tongues.  This is termed by them salvage.”  The feminist movement is not helped by the fact that women’s underwear is called “panties.”  The “ironic twist in the trivialization that occurs by making phenomena plural.”  I thought, it’s my mind, thank you, and then I wondered what part of my mind thought that.  “Phenomena” is always plural.

 

 

 

 

[quantum]

 

 

No matter how loud she shouted, “We aren’t living in a vacuum,” he acted like he couldn’t hear.  My opponent could have been dead for hours for all I know:  when I play chess, I concentrate.  We wanted to run the formula to determine how much entropy is in the universe one more time, but it was late, and we all fell asleep before the computer finished.  A map presents its readers with between one hundred and two hundred million bits of information, but I can’t remember where I parked the car.  McDonald’s says my day starts at $1.

 

 

 

 

[quantum]

 

 

That “my” arm has gone numb is just an idea.  We were exhausted, but the parasites didn’t let up, so we just let them carry us along.  He named his name tag.  I said, I think I’ve lost all credibility, and he said, don’t you believe it.  He walked into the room completely naked, and she said, “Get real.”

 

 

 

 

[quantum]

 

 

The mere idea of kinetic art gives me a stomachache.  Arshile Gorky said his goal was “to achieve fluidity, motion, warmth, and the pulsation of nature as it throbs”—a goal I achieve when I cut myself shaving.  She wondered why I wasn’t phenomenal any more, and I said things happen.  When the waiter said the kitchen staff’s vote on what was rabbit and what wasn’t had been decided “by a hair,” he ordered something else.  We hanged the figure of Representation in effigy.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mark Cunningham is the author of 80 Beetles (Otoliths), Body Language (Tarpaulin Sky), 71 Leaves (an ebook, BlazeVOX) and specimens (BlazeVOX).