<em>The Crisis of Infinite Worlds</em></br>Dana Ward

"This work is saving my stupid ass.

   The Crisis of Infinite Worlds is saving my stupid ass.

   The Crisis of Infinite Worlds, a kind of lullaby arranging the psychic terrain of my future prosodically, is saving my stupid ass.

  Thinking not porn sweetly dreaming, I would love to be made not to dream, or be dreaming of a liberated psyche I could rinse of any meaning.

  In The Crisis of Infinite Worlds, Dana’s picked up his dream and dragged it out to meet its other in the world. I should write a real blurb with real blurb-like things in it, but The Crisis of Infinite Worlds, a kind of lullaby arranging the psychic terrain of my future prosodically, won’t let me do it. Dana’s picked up his dream and dragged it out to meet its other in the world.

  I have to go wake up the baby."

  —Anselm Berrigan