All I want is to be in a band (at The Brooklyn Rail)

Thanks to Anselm Berrigan for printing (and posting) my long poem, "All I want is to be in a band," at The Brooklyn Rail this past month.

I just want to be in a band, man

And play anything ourselves out of here

Hear these tones like water stutters water

Like sunk ships suture the social or social

History was what we were immersed in

I hear your voice on the other side of disaster

What plays its way out of disaster

Just like it wanted to be, just like it wanted

To be in a band, convince us we are living

In a different future-past because the tones

The political economy of noise with its puncture

Of the present might wake/make a plinth

Through this struggle to be all-too-human

Come back from these feeling tones—

Assemblage, stutter, DJ function