Monday, November 17, 2014

6078. HOW DID THIS EVER HAPPEN?

HOW DID THIS EVER HAPPEN?
Both my hands are broken, my hunched 
back is an ache. My eyes are dead to any 
sound. I can't go on much longer.
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When I swam with Captain Ahab  -  or was it
Captain Queeq  -  I did feel something pulling 
me down but never could get relieved. From 
that end, I reached the bottom of the open sea.
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Funny thing of all of this is now : I can smell
a fake a mile away, a poser just doing time; the
somnolence of insipid background music, the
staccato of gunfire in a really bad play.

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