03-24-2011, 11:47 PM
My day begins at 1:00pm, and even then it languishes
like an old man harangued by nurses
to lay eyes on his grandchildren, take a walk about the grounds,
disturb his routine of staring, TV, poker and a liquid lunch,
with the company of youth. It takes an hour and a half
for me to stand and leave the shore, as the warm yellow grains
of the quilt grip my soles, and the sky beats down like a heat lamp.
A tissue curled, pale foetus, is picked off the floor and flicked to nothing;
I play Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division, then write this sentence.
Never has stagnation seemed so alive.
like an old man harangued by nurses
to lay eyes on his grandchildren, take a walk about the grounds,
disturb his routine of staring, TV, poker and a liquid lunch,
with the company of youth. It takes an hour and a half
for me to stand and leave the shore, as the warm yellow grains
of the quilt grip my soles, and the sky beats down like a heat lamp.
A tissue curled, pale foetus, is picked off the floor and flicked to nothing;
I play Unknown Pleasures by Joy Division, then write this sentence.
Never has stagnation seemed so alive.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe