Sunday, January 20, 2019

Dizzy Procession of the Wave's Boundaries

  • My first thought yesterday when I saw the video of the teenage turds in MAGA hats harassing the indigenous American was wait until you hear about their parents.
  • My second thought yesterday was by Monday at the latest the teenage turds in MAGA hats (and their turdy parents and their turdy Catholic high school, in fact all Catholics and Catholic high schools) will be presented as the victims in the incident.
  • My third thought yesterday was by Wednesday at the latest no one will remember when the teenage turds in MAGA hats harassed the indigenous American.
  • My fourth thought yesterday is that I did not, on seeing the video the first time of the teenage turds in MAGA hats harassing the indigenous American, seize with seething, so that's changed.
  • My fifth thought today, long after yesterday's first four thoughts, upon seeing a report that Bory Cooker, a clintonian Democrat, in the midst of the LA County teachers' strike, gave keynote address at a pro-charter school rally, is I know which team in this unified league makes me seize with seething.









A BOOK OF MUSIC

Jack Spicer

Coming at an end, the lovers
Are exhausted like two swimmers. Where
Did it end? There is no telling. No  love is
Like an ocean with the dizzy procession of the wave's boundaries
From which two can emerge exhausted, nor long goodbye
Like Death. 
Coming at an end. Rather, I would say, like a length
Of coiled rope
Which does not disguise in the final twists of its lengths
Its endings.
But, you will say, we loved
And some parts of us loved
And the rest of us will remain
Two persons. Yes,
Poetry ends as a rope.

1 comment:

  1. The teacher whose effect on my past most consistently informs my present told me/us to go with our third thought. He might have said always, I cannot remember, but he was referring to improvising on stage, though he did early on in the process liken the long-form improvisational theater we were occupying ourselves with to real life. Or life to it. As I said at the outset, it consistently informs my present, though I cannot not say 'misinforms', and might hasten to add 'not always'.

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