justwrite 24 january

I am ferrying February across the open fields the steel chains remain tied to the ocean floor and what’s more the periscope is down there is no view to be found for miles and the styles we once adopted have been co-opted by some beets wearing berets we have made our points and now we have to stand on them we will not sit with this in mind we will rewind our disturbances to what started it all we will call all those kettles back we will attack the outstanding reprimands and scan the horizon the division the schism we are imprisoned by our own objectives let me wander without wondering and I will plunder a much richer basket a much trickier task it will be to taste without waste to forgo want and to haunt a different aisle we are embracing the grains we are looking the same except for our faces we are erasing what chases us and it is not our feet our tails our telling whales what time it is let us sink and swim and not watch this film again I would like to scandalize those fries but they’re already French and the mode is not ice cream the theme is much too thoughtful for this boatful of special effects we are again neglecting crucial developments beyond the abilities of the plot to have caught up we interrupt this program for a checkup on reality we recommend this grown-again scandal for a handlebar moustache and a car that runs instead of drives we are thriving on the old the scolded soldier rides into a battle made up of cattle and he is the winner he eats for dinner those opponents we are all proponents of a sunnier day we like the way it sets it lets us do our work in peace and not in pieces and when the creases are ironed out we will remember our doubts and wonder where we left them we will feel crisp again and the coffee will already be cold and the story told too long ago will have come true in unrehearsed reverse