Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Sunday, June 7, 2009

eyeball factory.

dedicated to poet bob kauffman (would you wear my eyes?  yes.  yes bob, i would), ____, & good people everywhere who go thru hardass shit.

we have gotten 
here
somehow.
she is the sweetest of sad songs.
sweet because it is sad
sad because it is so sweet.
we sit here embracing loss or each other in eyes, these caves, yawning cavern things that some early better form of man or woman stumbled muck-footed into and we sit here with some early form of flint staring so enraptured in eyes the way that only eyes can be enrapturing
rubbing stuff together
trying to make fire
is it working?
i don't know.
but someday the smoke will billow here like the most gloriously terrifying of factories
belching the stuff.

she is the sweetest of sad songs
sweet because it is sad
sad because it is so sweet.
the way our eyes generate loss is a supernatural machine and the things, well, they are magnets for each other the way that only eyeballs & magnets can be.

there is a sweetness here b/c the thing is so sad.  
keeping humans together
thru this.
there is a sadness here, b/c the thing is so sweet.

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