UFC FIGHT NIGHT: UFC FIGHT PASS PRELIMS INTRO
We’re complicit in this enemyhood
we’ve created.

VITOR MIRANDA VS JAKE COLLIER
Super villains say the things we feel we shouldn’t feel but never say. That’s
America.

We are live in Brazil.
UFC harvests

champions. That’s
America.

We were burned but we never said.
This is the country in which we were born.

This USA of big news lights and ink creek nights. Where you can drive a big game. Land of stimulants. Land yellow of breaking news alerts

, land orange of terror alert so, so close. What we’re fed of Brazil is nothing but outskirts.
Where you can choose to be very angry, and you can choose to

harvest the beautiful
for more nefarious purposes.

VITOR MIRANDA VS JAKE COLLIER
“It is my dream to make it
(Here) before 35.”

My brother asks who has dumber tattoos.
At this point not having tattoos

is the more badass
thing.

ONE THING
UFC fans can relish in is the sound of Brazilian fans doing their national chant:
Whoop there it is.

Whoop ‘ere eeah.
It sounds like that!

VITOR MIRANDA VS JAKE COLLIER
So much of this is about the frills of the entrances and the pageantry in them in the fight actually sets and you’re bodystuck in a little sleepy.

I want to talk about
how there’s not quite as sadness like when your hometown hero or a fan favorite

grabs the cage
and you see it

and you don’t want to believe it. It’s not the saddest thing in the world 
but there’s not a sadness like it.

VITOR MIRANDA VS JAKE COLLIER
Someone lost an artifact
in the cage.

Whoopsie
doodle.

In America we love a
Last second.

Huge head kick finish. I find myself wanting a lot less violence. That’s the excitement is also slamming on the brakes to avoid catastrophe.

That violence is such a possibility
, and that survival, especially prized for last-second-dom, is a more

identifiable
possibility.

MIDDLEWEIGHT RANKINGS VIDEO PACKAGE

Do you agree? I
drink coffee.

Rankings show us where we are in the universe, no wonder we
blame the stars. Everything

is always the fault
of affixed circumstance.

 

TIM MEANS
The dirty bird.
Where in the rock face of this narrative is a niche to fit

the dirty bird?
In a more important sense arguably less relevant to Fight Night—

arguably, for serious—
is the problem, no, question,

no
, something

of dark matter. We generally ignore it, and maybe we ignore it
because of its pointing to so much of the universe being filler.

Anyway
, I like lights. I

like
explosions.

TIM MEANS VS MÁRCIO ALEXANDRE JR.
The world needs filler.

ANDERSON SILVA VIDEO PACKAGE
For Carleen

I like telling people things like
when it gets creepy and dramatic like this

with brow lifts and water droplet
slowmo skintarp and children’s eerie dark roomwalk followsongs

that I like this because it’s a sport.
When it gets too leathery brodown beersong bodylack

basketstomach ragequit
I like to tell people it’s human drama.

I like to tell people things because I
like to tell

people
things.

TIM MEANS VS MÁRCIO ALEXANDRE JR.
Here’s a new stereotype:
Brazilians love to be chins.

To show them, to behold them,
Even Christ the redeemer sits atop a great chin in the earth.

Cornermen yell about chins. A group of people should be called a spectacle after what it creates
: the nation.

TIM MEANS VS MÁRCIO ALEXANDRE JR.
Bobble head goes that way.
Sometimes .

Running in circles getting hurt
, we the people identify with that.

Something terrible has happened
Oh no!

Sometimes people need to stop
, shut up

, and
watch the video.

UFC FIGHT NIGHT: FOX SPORTS 1 PRELIMS INTRO
In mom’s car
, my brother and I scenario.

Can surveillance make life easier?
Can violence make life harder?

Can depression make life sadder?
Can misery make life more miserable?

When you eat peanut butter and jelly you eat it
like a refugee.

I spend so much energy raging against
movie remakes and pro wrestling storylines.

I don’t know seemed
something worth being better than.

LEANDRO ISSA VS YUTA “ULKA” SASAKI
Got to Buffalo Wild Wings in time to watch him submitted in a garage paint spill of his own blood. How’s that for an anthem?

I write where I am on Facebook.
Daniela Olszewska is binge watching My Cat From Hell live tweeting.

What we’ve apexed to is bedding down
digging in

documenting.
This human I’m serious. We get a break

from one another. For
example:

I read a book about the holocaust
today.

My autocorrect just turned
holocaust into

Hello cast.
This is what we

, among each other,
risk.

YUTA “ULKA” SASAKI
An aphorism drifts lazily but steadily below the surface, feeding of microorganisms:
hard work pays off.

It reaches the surface to be met by a harpoon sharply from hunting vessel above: you have one chance to succeed, don’t blow it. The time is now! Now!

The biome red with cloud, the tipped over hulk dragged in, towed inauspiciously
for show, the roar of the engine nearly drowning out the cheers of the crew.

Nearly. The roar of the crowd!
These shoulder-sat life wisdoms starkly at odds.

Only upon this realization does a cage make any sense at all! Otherwise it’s
Just excessively symbolic.

That’s why I love the UFC:
you have to commit to the unexpected.

 

DARREN ELKINS VS HACRAN DIAS
Alone and making coffee
I like to say HACRAN DIAS

to myself over
and over.

For the sound of it
, I guess.

What do you
do?

DARREN ELKINS VS HACRAN DIAS
Potato bonks and
Crotch faces

My brother goes to Walgreens
For Gold Bond powder.

Crotch face graspers and
Glove hand claspers

My brother’s complexion
In white shades of sour.

DARREN ELKINS VS HACRAN DIAS
My brother ordered honey mustard mungles,
I ordered chicken crippler dipplers.

Now
so much vodka flask’d into my diet Mountain Dew it tastes like a band aid.

My people moved mountains
once.

TOM NIINIMÄKI VS RENATO MOICANO
Tom Niinimäki always felt like someone’s last hope to me.
I tell my brother a long story about Nate Diaz.

Aren’t celebrities our new gods?
Our logs upon which the fungus of narrative legacy grows thick and unctuous?!

Our morality plays, our foibles,
God!, our needle movers!

TOM NIINIMÄKI
I am writing in my notebook.
I write that

this is so bad, what am I doing?
When I look up from writing

a choke has won the fight.
We’re still living

in the time.
There’s a content loss in the antiquity.

TOM NIINIMÄKI: AUTHOR’S NOTE
However,
during the choke his

face became my daughter’s face.
That’s worth mentioning.

JON JONES VS DANIEL CORMIER PROMO SPOT VIDEO PACKAGE, COMMERCIALS
As if (our) society were
built upon

women’s underarms and alcohol
looking back now.

COMMERCIALS
Me: I’ll get a small boneless medium.
Waitress: (pause)

Waitress: You mean a small medium bonless?
Me: Yes.

MARCOS ROGÉRIO DE LIMA VS IGOR POKRAJAC
My brother is doing writing I’m
not supposed to talk about.

But I’m very proud of him.
Someone won, it doesn’t,

really
, matter,

MARCOS ROGÉRIO DE LIMA VS IGOR POKRAJAC
My brother: “Is this what I’m supposed to be doing with my life or not?
My brother: “I’ve been doing this pro wrestling thing and it’s not going anywhere…

My brother: “This bottle of ketchup…
is it art?”

AUTHOR’S NOTE ON WHAT HAPPENED
They forgot my blu cheese sauce
and when I reminded them

they brought me 3 things of it.
Make your own conclusion,

mine’s run off,
mine is lost in a catacomb of guilt and humiliation,

on ancient,
forgotten and well played.

MAIN CARD STARTS
Beyonce playing at Buffalo Wild Wings.
Is there critical theory about Beyonce calling (women) “it?”

WE ARE LIVE!
Like how atoms are made of subatomic particles
, it’s the movement we’re really documenting

always. You see something or think of something and try to fit the words to it
, a butterfly catcher chasing the momentous chaos of fluttery little wings

always. I’ve always wanted to write a poem that just says,
“I like to slam dunk hoops and score” in all caps, just like that,

but Carleen doesn’t like it. But now and then
I see the opportunity.

WE ARE LIVE!
…

WE ARE LIVE!
I LIKE TO SLAM DUNK HOOPS AND SCORE

DANIEL SARAFIAN VS ANTÔNIO DOS SANTO JR.
It’s as if he’s hugging
goodbye.

He has a strut to him.
If the announcer is eerily close

, ().
It’s over on fingers!

Do you ever wonder
about our
…
manipulation?

QUINTEN “RAMPAGE” JACKSON RETURNING TO UFC ANNOUNCEMENT
what?!
?!?!?

We’ve all dated and seriously regretted
,this time things are different

, everyone.
Really! Wild hearts

say
alright—

ERICK SILVA VS MIKE RHODES

Aisles Rhodes. Alleys Rhodes. In
Rhodes. Always just aside. Anyway—and that word does too much—

in pro wrestling, most of these holds
, head and arm chokes, side headlocks, neck cranks, even armbars and joint locks

are called rest holds.
They’re transitional and meant to stall time

or get the crowd angry at the villain applying them
for stalling the action.

But here, in the pit of the real
, they’re devastating.

It’s like I’ve been saying
since I learned it as a young poet:

It’s not the content, but
the delivery that matters.

ERICK SILVA VS MIKE RHODES
My calligraphy lines at this point long drawn.
I’ve come home to see that Silva won.

I’m frustrated with my frustration
with not seeing the illegal stream I’m using on time.

This could be a life-itself-by-product I feel as one of us
, what with our collective stagnation.

Nazca lines sit still in the dusted sand.
Martian canals lay still and unsuspecting.

We value the
termination.

ELIAS SILVÉRIO VS RASHID MAGOMEDOV
Unspeakably bad.
Do we ever think that now

not speaking is the
worst kind of insult?

ELIAS SILVÉRIO VS RASHID MAGOMEDOV
Just when the crowd starts booing a boring fight, a brutal knockout.
The complicit silence of the Brazilian crowd is a surrender.

(Silent scream)
(Silence, unifier, not as an act, but as a symbol that spears through our

childhood metaphor making into adulthood
like a shish kabob.)

[Cue actual
silence.]

PATRICK CUMMINS VS SHOE FACE
Jesus
back tattoo: just

fine.
Cummins the former barista. Shoe Face the Ultimate Fighter winner.

Cummins overfills to
the canvas. Big drips now.

Shoe face goes for a big leg lock.
Cummins scalds hand over hand to the face!

Cummins with day-old rolls. That’s experience for you.
Hot whacks!

Cummins keeps it spilling to the ground.
He wins!

But there’s something amiss.
A wrestling-heavy win in the middle of a card.

Forest preserves with visible gates.
Fruit with bar codes on it.

RENAN BARAO VS MITCH GAGNON
We all must fall. I begin
to fall asleep like friends with kids

before me.
We all must fall.

RENAN BARAO VS MITCH GAGNON
The crowd is chanting
, a wave

rises up
, a wave crests,

overtakes,
falls—

RENAN BARAO
We all want to come
back!

LYOTO MACHIDA VS CB DOLLOWAY
Obliteration.

LYOTO MACHIDA
“[He] felt somehow very like him—the young man who had [been TKO’d by a body kick and strikes on the ground]. [He] felt glad that he had done it; thrown it away. The clock was striking. The leaden circles dissolved in the air. He made [him] feel the beauty; made [him] feel the fun. But [he] must go back. [He] must assemble.
-Virginia Woolf, speaking about this fight in a 1925 novel

CB DOLLOWAY
“So he was deserted. The whole world was clamouring: Kill yourself, kill yourself, for our sakes. But why should he kill himself for their sakes? Food was pleasant; the sun hot; and this killing oneself, how does one set about it, with a table knife, uglily, with floods of blood, – by sucking a gaspipe? He was too weak; he could scarcely raise his hand. Besides, now that he was quite alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know.”
-Virginia Woolf, speaking about this fight in a 1925 novel

CB DOLLOWAY
And there he was.

RAMPAGE JACKSON CONFERENCE CALL
It’s…about…business…blood…you know what…
I’m saying…