I won’t list them now.
From certain angles, you almost appeal.
But you are fragile and I’m careless
why let you, limit me?
See, look now…
you make me seem heartless.
To judge myself unfairly
an indefinite sentence
of glimpsing the limits of my patience
I wouldn’t know without you.
You reach for extremes,
I hunt only for my balance.
Why try distract me?
You see the rope I walk is frayed.” —
we are fighting,
about what it means to be.
With a jab to the jaw you say ‘to be is to belong’
and with a kick to the shin I say “to be is to become”
And through the fierce exchange of symbols
some spirits appear between us,
we must continue talking or they will stalk away.
Can you see them?
They sit between the streams of smoke
and tidal waves of consciousness.
See how they sit?
More like perfumes than visions?
Through conversations we create characters.
Please don’t dismiss me, or I shall lose sight of that sprite
and what am I, without a ghost?” —More revision ramblings….
“I married Isis on the 5th day of May,
but I could not hold on to her very long
so I cut off my hair and rode straight away
for the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong”
She said “where you been?”
I said “no place special”
She said “you look different”
I said “Well I guess”
She’d said “you’ve been gone”
I said “it’s only natural”
She said “you gunna stay”
I said “If you want me to, yes”
I still can’t remember all the best things he said