i
was
going
to tell you about Victor Martinez and his love of Nabokov
in that tiny room we used to sublet on 24th & Capp Street #10
second floor across the street where Cecilia designed Akrílica
in ’88 — about
his love for Heidegger & Nietzsche & the Chinese classics
what I mean
is his insistence on deciphering the way of things not
the pettiness of our lives
of our political & cultural entanglement with you he wanted
to pierce the Quantum
of it all of us all
where imagination duplicates
into all being in mitosis & in doing so
thinking & mind — he is gone
now in that
room where we talked & thought & invented our liberations &
were
reborn