The question was whether I would ever go to sleep early
again. The character balked, the dog talked, and all the action continued.
There was no rest. The quest, the distress: conflict found no resolution. The
author’s life wrote itself. I painted myself a new career, a different sphere. The
sentences became abrupt as I changed tones. The groans. Moans of wonder. The
color scheme. A pattern emerged, urged caution. Sleep.
Lights of the holiday sort purporting to—this is what
happens when I attempt capitalization the space facing the nation with public
ideas we are fearing ourselves we are toasting ourselves with old-fashioned
prop-bread no-flip slice appliances the kind where you see all the bread on
that laid-out wire thing the wide-winged scheme with the dreams of other sorts
of wonders the carrots and the sticks licking each other’s wounds as no one
motivates no one dinner dates the way to the top fast enough the race not only
to the commonest of cores to the bitterest of anemones we seize these days we raise
our hands and toast our glasses we and all the masses of wonders adding up the numbers:
are we telling the truths we see fit to pringle to print to crispy chip into
answers we dance upon prancers and wonder into the laptops of otherwise
reasonable situations we face nations and we cast aside starches we raise
shimmering arches and capitalism reigns the metaphors the anecdotes and this is
how we hokey poke the story times that just won’t folksy up to me close enough
but I’ll call that bluff and I’ll write that wrong into edited reason the
calendar season the easygo reason I will tell you what I think and I will
listen to what I know but by the time the clock says snow I will hope to be
ahead I will hope the winter’s lessons will have rushed into the progress of a
thousand sweeping wonders of a distant memory this is trampling down a rhythm
that I ought not to have used and I didn’t see it coming until now it is too
late so I’ll finish up this line now and I’ll turn to other things as the words
all come more slowly and the end is here at last
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