LIFE DRAWING
To be just sitting around, drawing
the lines from the life before you -
drawing like talking and drawing like
draw. Either way, what I say : the
modular forms of the things placed
before you, like icicles or vases within
the orange or pear. I know as I go I
cannot see what's there. My own
achievement is this smudgy line,
drawn from where I cannot say.
Lifted from a memory, or a
fantasy of flame.
-
As I watched, distant enough,
but still alive, the entire world changed.
'Don't write that letter, rather keep
your opinions to yourself.'
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