3528. MOMENTS OF MATTER

MOMENTS OF MATTER

(Your Deciphered Distortion)

Your time on the hill is over and

mine has just begun. I bring to this

grassy plain some guiding lights and

an angel's happy star. To paraphrase

Isaiah: 'Come let us twinkle together.'

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It was 1964 when Lyndon Johnson said that

to his fighting adversaries. No, maybe 1966 -

all those Asian years together now jumble,

they just keep me running on. I never figured

what he meant. Isaiah and Asian, though they

closely run together as sounds perhaps,

never really worked nor mated.

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I was just a young boy then, young enough

anyway no have no long memory of ever

having been there : no sensate experiences

to speak of singly. I was just open and ready

to learn. It was all a lark-fink's already Paradise,

still faraway, in a landscape green and wet, where

boys were killing boys and men slew men. All

too little to move me, and I went on. No one, no

father nor any, had really prepared me for life.

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It is important that he drove his Lincoln at 95

through the dust of dirt and the Pedernales fields

in Texas  -  all those years ago. Now, since, we've

had too much Texas, too much Texas everywhere.

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So I've decided, Isaiah -  not Johnson  -  and

words really rule the world; no one or no thing else.

 This deciphered distortion I've now given to you,

and all I remember of my time on Earth.

 'Come, let us reason together.'