can we travel slower
but oh the clouds the flaw in the rock the blue all the bluer
and the pigeons are fighting or are they kissing
the blood in the ruff is it that time already
my feathers are choked
the half dove with the slender beak stays
the male round the outside
well that’s all very well mister but have you considered her feelings in the matter
maybe she’s listening to the birds
don’t anthropomorphise
but the birds do it to us they have to
.
and do you remember that time when everyone went mad for a few years
thinking they were good
oh how we laugh about it now
and the straight line is not at odds with the circle
they can live together
you don’t have to take anything for it
and the magpies see-saw like wagtails
we’re in for a rocky year
can we travel slower
and you can get there the slow way or the quick way
and, well, knowing is all very well
but doing the knowing or not doing the knowing
is another matter
.
the bigger the frame the more holes
and well yes they are chipped but they still work
work is not the measure of man or plates
and well friends are the people you do absurd things for
no, with
and you think over and over again if you were trapped in this room how would you live
and you know you would
these books, the little things you could lift and rearrange
you remember the man who went to prison with a copy of Merleau-Ponty
I guess it was Phenomenology of Perception, hmmm, in French
well it was the book he happened to have; to read, to hold, to lay a head on
and when he came out he wrote the single best essay on the book but it was in a language that no one cares about
and just stop using filler words
and now the sky is completely white
no more complaining