Jingle Horse Mechanism
Jingle Horse Mechanism 1. bushels of fun the clopping of dread bells. we pick up our feet and circle the target lot in loping ovals mirroring gulls, through cold wind and dry wind, sunwise. what we surround is solomonic, made of angry bristles and harness. bordering with black powder and salt and carrots julienned for the pursed leaves of bell lips. In bright sun and snowless storm, it rattles for sacrifice. now summoned, one of us has to purge this metal, jangling fuck. this abomination, with ringing bearings and marbles packed into a kind of flesh. Metal made life, pawing pavement and grounded gum in apprehension, in aggression. Equine bhangra on the eve of christ’s birth, the young men of southie heat their bike chains in the fire, cross their mothers, begin the lashing. now the jingle hop has begun. 2. bell rock A child could lose himself in the giant ornaments of the Prudential Center. Hung from the corporate heavens with si...