FENDER AND BRUSH
'The entire time I was here we never
found the meaning, and that thing
was always bent - like Nefertiti's oasis
it just shimmered and was lost forever.
I must first make an example of you.'
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Even on this wide, hotel porch, I noticed,
people gravitated just to talk to each other,
as if the silence of being alone was just
too much to bear. Waiters carried out their
sand-soup and coffee while carrels of baked
goods slumbered in a rack. Along the horizon,
beyond the pounding surf, the ocean sagged,
its boats and tankers long drooping in a haze
beneath a wavering and distant sky. The silence
uttered its noise, the noise its silence. Casino
voting was the topic of the day.
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'I must first make an example of you' - I had
heard the man say that, I was certain, but couldn't
glance the meaning nor the context. As it was, they
were just words - weird, distant, and evocative
of something, wildly floating around.
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