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2012, beauty, being, blindness, breath, creativity, doing, groundlessness, hope, Howl, identity, inertia, letting go, looking, memory, pen, penance, pointlessness, powerlessness, publishing, seeing, self-doubt, sitting, superhero, talking to myself, universe, vindication, walls, waltz, writing
the writing’s on the wall
I can be becoming lost for weeks
unable to release, foiled in creativity
even by my breath; unable to waltz
or twirl about as I promise myself
held by the very wall that materialises
precisely where I thought to move
again; because there is something
closer than my retinas which I cannot see,
I cannot see
because I am hanging on to a
last shred of dignity that makes me
blind that I cannot see the walls
at my toe before I swing my
foot to kick and I cannot see the walls
in my cranium before I blink
so
little
beauty
to stumble over, stood in inertia
no matter how busy I become
no matter how much I do
without looking; (it’s the writing
(no it’s the tidal lunge for vindication,
(no it’s the reminder, the reinforcement
that I am powerless))) in a pointless universe
in which I still want to be the hero
brandishing the latest sheaf of sublimity
(even if not on the rooftops waving
my genitals – see, see) so what do I do,
do I stop it all now and snap out of it
do I make myself sit for hours of
balming penance, do I slap my wrists
for wanting to publish; no, Mark,
here’s a pen and
here’s the line and
here’s the wall to write on
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
beauty & being & doing wormhole: while walking
breath wormhole: miss / ad / venture – poewieview #22
creativity & walls wormhole: and that’s where I are
groundlessness wormhole: Dear Sir/Madam,
identity wormhole: 1968
letting go wormhole: tong len / the inauguration of another – timely – butter fly effect / taking and giving
looking & writing wormhole: impressionism
pointlessness wormhole: development
publishing wormhole: time proceeds
seeing wormhole: Doctor Strange I – the trashcan tilted the better to see now the street
sitting wormhole: well,
superhero wormhole: no point
talking to myself wormhole: dream career // groggy
vindication woormhole: thy will be done
