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Formulas. That’s the word they was looking for this mornings midnite, not axioms.

Formulaic. Axiomatic. Words. Syntax. Semantics. What is the plural of syntax.

Time to go to work.

Work was fine. Almost fun and perhaps even truly fun. Someone came in and it seemed they had been told in advance que puedo hablar español. Cool.

Dancing on hot coals, handling rattlesnakes that sounds cathartic.

These words they help. Excreting them helps.

UPS Store we take people’s fingerprints for what are called background checks. Mostly someone pointed out fields occupied mostly by women (and fags): education, healthcare. Coincidence. The excuse is protecting us from imposters. What’s the fear though really, that an uncredentialed person will take a blood sample, teach you a math or grammar concept? Is this really a fucking issue or is it mostly myth like the rash of children being coerced into gender surgery.

A formula is a syntactically valid statement that can, apparently, be either true or false. An axiom is a specific type of formula, stipulated as true without requiring a proof. There is a field of communication called propositional logic.

A mile or so west of us, between Lynch street and the traintracks the mobile homes outnumber the static ones in all states of disrepair. Thick smoke blows across the street from a pile of leaves and a leathery woman hang-leans into their chainlink fence, her raised arms lifting the shirt above her belly and laughs heartily. Friendly people I’ve met before in that house and wondered if I was a potential customer.

Somewhere, now or soon, dance coals are smoldering.

Syntaxes.

5/06/2026