BIG BRIGHT SUN

Nate Pritts

BlazeVOX [books]
Buffalo, New York

BIG BRIGHT SUN by Nate Pritts Copyright 2010 Published by BlazeVOX [books] All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without the publishers written permission, except for brief quotations in reviews. Printed in the United States of America Book design by Geoffrey Gatza Cover art: Marc Brotherton, Subverter, 2009 Courtesy of the Artist and Causey Contemporary Fine Art First Edition ISBN: 978-1-60964-020-0 Library of Congress Control Number 2010908299 BlazeVOX [books] 303 Bedford Ave Buffalo, NY 14216 Editor@blazevox.org

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D ear H ello Yes hi! It is me here on this grey heart day in this grey car listening to the always same grey music while spinning my way up the interstate between one city & one town, & there are isolate flecks everywhere, there is me talking to you now everywhere & in my talking is me walking to catch the bus in the snow or fireflies in pines or it is evening & the now purple sky knows I am going to hoard some silence because I want to throw myself into some more now, some fading summer light, some so recently orange sky, some now that is not now, no, remembering the remembering & boy does it hurt like a smudge of yellow next to a red square hurts, like this now kind of hurts thinking of that now & how it is then & how there are literally hundreds of roses I could pick today or leave for tomorrow & the evening of a different yeare, the purple evening.

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For M y M ind is in Constant Baffle What sparked him about? What delivered him unto? Imagine a man so angry he had to let people know something & that something was that the sun is shining. I never want to live in a society that forgets the sun is in the air. If it is our choice then our choice is to take it or leave it. The time has come for us to feel the sun. Can we not see that big element in the sky? This text depicts love, beauty & thunderbolt. Is my text your text? Can we say it together & will the true sounds in it sound true? Do you see that there is a thing that is happening & do you know that I do not know what it is & that I am asking you what to do with this sun?

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N arrative Art All around me the fabric frays, threadbare & laundered one time too many. But I read the label so carefully: use the delicate cycle, line dry. Whatever the equation were forced to carry the one alone. If we allow the lightning bug to represent the soul then it really is something luminous were trying catch. When I dream I dream my life as an old Hollywood western, pasteboard towns & wagons circled to keep whats outside out. Nights, you have to be careful to avoid an arrow to the head. Mornings, only the radios static shoots through the fog; I wake up alone but Im not the only one believing in something I cant see. Maybe if Id been held more as a child. Sometimes its hard to read the signs. You may not know why youre doing what youre doing. Suddenly youre waving to everyone you see, hopping mad when they dont say hello back.

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[these things can never be erased unless you dam age the brain] I have to start off with this; I am good at being sad. The signs were not taken down. This demonstrates the answer to the question posed earlier: if Time is a valuable thing who is doing all that singing? The only thing that was important was a voice inhabiting the storm clouds & riding on the wings of the wind. Here I stand. I cannot do otherwise. This discrepancy in technology (& some do not have Time!) is a long-standing solution. Is there a long life for everyone today?

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All m y poem s All my poems start with purple flowers in a yellow vase which is derivative of de Kooning it really is which is why immediately after my poems start they start again, apologizing &, like, sincerely asking your indulgence because its hard being so immersed in something while still being your own something & inexplicably my poems start in again, just like that, & this time they start up in a way that is just, like, the total opposite of purple flowers in a yellow vase & the people kind of sigh & are all like, yeah, as if that proves anything.

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The Existing Situation as it Presently Exists What could be wrong? There is right now a big yellow orb hanging overhead &, no, it wont fall &, yes, it is beautiful; everything around you is beautiful. You is beautiful. You is stunning, shocking the whole world blind. You have big feelings & these should be unbruised since everyone recognizes the gigantic nature of you & the intrinsically positive sensations that charge the air whenever you is around. There are birds flying everywhere & they cant even hope to hold a candle to you, you wrapped up in this flight, you hidden, you needing this me.

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EM ERG EN CY PO STCARD TO YO U (1) All morning Ive been standing at my office desk trying to guess what youre doing & then act out my role precisely. I pretend it is time to show the world how I feel all roughed-up! Sometimes, this green office gets me down, & I cant stop thinking about front porches. I think about front porches or balconies, & the breeze & coffee & the luxury of seeing you in the sunlight of anytime. Nate

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[the frequency in which we shock ourselves increases] By looking at the characteristics of two charged objects interacting with each other, we as the collective we can start to determine several very important things. For example, sleep could have saved me. This is why things that are demoralizing tend not to be repeated. They say these things are visited upon us. They say that these things do not call ahead to see if we have a couch. We limit ourselves to cubic terms. There are small values. The model is obtained by adding another term, opening our arms to the big sky & saying yay! This is something I wanted! I wanted to tell her I think Ive seen you before. I wanted to say I wanted to say that yay Ive seen you before.

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