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Bob Heman


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The kiss a different kind of factory, its moving parts only an assumption used to explain the idea of context. What is created is a sky that allows them to exist separately, even when they are not moving.



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It’s probably 1:30 in the afternoon in the tiny Formica-covered Chinese restaurant, but because the photo is in black & white it looks like it’s 1:30 in the “wee hours” of the night.
(after Stephen Shore)


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For supper he ate a single kernel of corn.



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Each time I look at the picture the men are still leaning against the building, waiting, always waiting, for the car to approach the sea, for the sea to approach the car, for the bird to become even larger than it has already become.



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The rain is only a flaw in the negative. The scratches only a forgotten kind of speaking. He thinks there are people inside of the buildings but there is no way to prove this. Everything he sees is a kind of shadow. He doesn’t have enough numbers to go around.



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Forgot what was supposed to be written here. Art is no longer an explanation. The witches wore hats that were designed for the clergy. The clergy had not yet arrived.



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Satan’s cock looks just like yours. It was never the most important thing in the painting.



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Thinks there must have been colors at first. Thinks there must have been a man shooting an arrow, a door that was separated into parts, a bowl of food that had never been alive. Thinks that the man who speaks is different from what is spoken, that the idea of bears is only a fabrication, that the horizon can be drawn more than once.



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Of course, the butler did it. The light was replaced by a serpent, and the bear by a hive full of bees. Each explanation was only part of a long list of instructions. The numbers they were given were useful only in their dreams.



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The night hovers outside of the candle waiting for an accidental breeze. The same breeze finds the woman unable to sleep in the bed she has been assigned. There is a man somewhere who she loves, and an animal that watches, unable to understand what it sees. The moon remains a rumor until the next chapter is opened.



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Lowers the mirror to capture a victim. The birds, the dancers, the mountains, are all repeated in the room that cannot be entered. There are words that will never be heard, no matter how many times they are spoken. There is a man who carries them all away, and places them in the dark of the closet, ready to burst forth in the light that is suddenly repeated once the door is opened.



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There were candles burning, even though no one had entered the room for centuries. It was a room meant for the dead, but none of them had ever died. They had all been women once, they had been animals that had never been taught how to breathe.



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The questions included: Was the ocean tall enough? Were the men who were built with plumbing components more complex than those built with electronics? Did the louder words cast longer shadows? Was the picture of the barn the right kind of explanation? Was the number they were given really necessary?



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Washing the wings of the dragonflies is nothing at all like washing the wings of the angels. It’s not just the color and texture that differs, but the light that rubs off on your hands.



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Behind the red books a gun is hidden. Inside the green book is a message that is far more dangerous. There are pictures in the yellow book that most people are not allowed to see. They stir dreams that are always familiar.



Bob Heman lives most of his life on the page. His words have been published on every continent except Antarctica.
 
 
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