justwrite 30 april

I am waiting for the words but instead absurd spaces take the places of letters fettered to my ears not what I hear but what I wear where we are staring into space and it is staring into us trust and distraction collecting in fooled pools we are the swimmers and we have collapsed with uncounted laps to go a lapse in judgment a fudge meant for some other taste the waste which is to have to have not to have bought the wrong kind of anything and to open it to face disappointment to wait for a package that never comes to bake a cake from leftover crumbs this is not the same there are chains being smoked being brokered the deals still healing over from the last time a longlost crime hiding in the earlier pages the sages have read over the wages all paid but the wind keeps blowing showing some sort of message trespassing against us the rust and the river the red valley to remember we are almost finished with this book we are ready for another look and the shelf helps itself to titles too numerous for dewey and infinite decimals in place there’s a system for this there’s a chase scene and I’ve seen it before but a different score in the background take my hand and let’s go the warm-up music the winners and their abs their absent abilities their willingness to add words where they are not needed let’s go there’s another one another fun I know you’re safe wherever you are and the rhythm keeps and the story steeps in hot air but never told the sold minutes bought for repetition there are twelve presses and then crossed legs for example I will tell you for example I will spell you out an explanation to your fascination without understanding I am commanding attention the front of the room the back of the hall calling instructions and demonstrations for a tired nation changing colors up and around and turn this but with these feet you will meet trouble roll again and add the score you won’t be earning more in this round but please to keep playing