EUCLID
(crazy to Hell, 1964)
That parallel postulate we sang of
in 9th grade - it is still going on. Joe
Vouglas and all the rest of the Michael
Simonet crowd with their gestures in
the air : 'infinite to infinite, these lines
will never meet.' Both negation and its
non-Euclidean armor - all that roomy
notion in one fell swoop. 'You can't be
sure of anything, you know.' I always
assumed there was too much doubt
and dark matter for that. Your parallel
postulate is positive prattle. Oh then
how proud I was as a long
sorry table grew silent.
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In this elevated corner, alone and
nowhere at all, all the voices and
noises seem to converge. It is all
so maddening to me - enough
to drive me just crazy to Hell.
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