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2013, adjustment, ageing, breakdown, choice, confusion, consistency, doing, freedom, land, living, love, Martin Luther King, mountain, option, presumption, quiet, recognition, saviour, secret, shame, streets, stumbling, true nature, wasteland, work
I used to skip and side-step all the
too-presumptive adjustments
for consistency and do it all
in my own sweet way
secretly hoping for recognition
shamefully thinking to be the saviour
now I’m confused and made old
stumbling and doddering by the
too-many prescriptive options to
exercise the choice I am offered
so I continue to do it all in my
own sweet way, quiet enough
to be effective, ignored enough
to have scope and slow enough
to have love; I have come to
the top of the mountain and I have
escaped a promised land
four times injured to within
an inch of my own true nature
and I roam the streets and wastelands
now, free at last, free at last
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
breakdown wormhole: strain
doing wormhole: lesson from watching two crane flies work the evening / skating across the panes flying and pushing legs grappling / the glass crossing repulsive over themselves and clinging akimbo / for a rest until lifeless just to get their stickly bodies through to the light
living wormhole: written relief to / creeping anaesthesia / through palimpsest / and crankled page
love wormhole: handsome
recognition wormhole: not / the Catcher
streets wormhole: landscape of cloud over London / with differing depths of grey
work wormhole: just saying, is all VII: // `spolitical
