song of irrelevance
all the platitudes
all the advice and truisms
over the years sound
more and more like
‘you have to be the man
of the house now …’
so I’d better shut up
and get on with things
even though they have
all gone wrong
shut up and do not express
your own experience
if you speak the final straw
you will storm peoples’ worlds
what power I thought later
and what awe-full responsibility
all these innocent people
lost in their mirage
all these people
with only their mirage
like my Mum
all these people
like my Mum
and if I let out my power
like Cyclops
if I express my doubt
like the Hulk
if I showed my power
like Thor with a god’s madness
I would destroy everything
around me
and all my mothers
would suffer the soft violence
‘nothing left to hold on to
not death from the world
but life in a destroyed world
so I have manacled
myself to a morality
I will not speak I will not argue
I will not make a play
a hideous morality
practised despite what I
would
say
what I do say
moves deeper and deeper
inside me covered over
by compliance and victim
but then – my fatal weakness –
I am asked what I think
what I say what I do
do I answer do I shrug
I can’t help myself I respond
naively and inevitably
what I say think do
overtly implicitly criticises
the Way Things Are Done
so I am not listened to
I am not listened to
this casts me completely adrift
what I say think do
is irrelevant
what I feel is irrelevant
my experience is irrelevant
I stand by myself
others move around
all with their part in the drama
to play I am irrelevant
‘doesn’t matter if I say
or do anything or not
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
childhood wormhole: ‘deep green paint of the …’
emergence wormhole: warp and weft
identity & talking to myself wormhole: I
life wormhole: vision-seeing-being
reality wormhole: wrong
speech wormhole: we play a game
Thor wormhole: biography
