dr_con Posted October 29, 2020 Share Posted October 29, 2020 Fragment from “Waking up, Asleep” See, I don’t believe time is linear if you stop stop believing despite the evidence of sunset/sunrise full-moons marking calendars without without a lunar cycle the orb of reflection, repeatedly repeatedly takes your breath away And for a moment you’re not you Rather, you’re a bicycle repairman who keeps a diary And you write: “Is lunacy just the monthly moment I wake up I woke up to what was what was really going on?” You’ve never been good at keeping a diary And you have memories from a cold basement of ballbearing in a cup where they nestled for years. For years. See, right there another memory implying chronology, a certain arrow moving in one direction Always flying halfway and halfway again and again and again and again. Falling Short. There you are on a fancy red bike With some sort of English name Like Raleigh or Roland or Reginald Having already bought into bought into an anglicized romance Of country lanes forgotten follies Even now Suburban streets fall away Fallow forests at night dimly, dimly the closer you get The better it becomes fear, anticipation, ending implicit in beginning See? All at once and everything you would make a lousy mechanic All those little reflections of the moon, in your cup Forgotten before you moved away confusing cause and effect, you edit out the accident: Bent metal, a taste of iron, the smell of heather, and a distant a distant distinct howling. Obvious isn’t it? When you see it like that. Quote thegateless.org Come on over and check out my poetry substack y'all;-) Or if your bored, head to the Zazzle store: https://www.zazzle.com/store/gateless. If you buy anything I lose a bet, so consider that before you violate the digital rules. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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