justwrite 17 april

just give me something to believe in a sieve full of sand I will command an audience and I will ask questions we will dance wearing complicated clothing and this will be our ritual we will wear many bracelets and bangles that tangle tinkling like strings of sound caught on light we will delight in our abandonment of sense and of sentences we will repeat the same sounds the same steps our feet will be bare we will compare nothing we will move in the same direction the same form there is no norm here there is fearless questioning we have dimensions that don’t need plumbers we have strength in numbers there is dogma to bark at and a cat in the window we are wondering through the garden we are wandering down hardening paths collapsing the math over and again the strands of sensual flair the colors beware of themselves of their distraction the attraction is forward is upward and from the kitchen comes the same strands but different flavors saffron and other ideas pleased to make each others’ acquaintance and the maintenance is carried out without doubts with only the ounces of effort needed to concede certainty in purpose in mission in the glistening garden outside in the altar of halting beauty though some might think otherwise everyone has his own eyes her own surmising glance summarizing by chance all that’s met and all that’s set down on a table to be watched to be adored to floor the audience to shake foundations and also to build them this is unexpected here this is not quite what I might have imagined my afternoon to look like and I took a bite and enjoyed it but a fleeing moment of annoyance in drifting to the wrong dimension suddenly with no way out and the doubts of opportunity to return we earn our own rewards to be sure but sometimes it’s just fine enough to take one cup full one sip and trip backward into absurd conglomerations of details these never fail to seem unreal the more the facts pile up the more the sense falls down and we are left reassuring ourselves that this is unexpected this is happening but it’s fine and we are from another time although this one’s quite alright at the moment and here’s a doughnut and I condone it because what else is there to do