Wednesday, June 27, 2007

shyban shyku 2

for one is married to the world too we learn love of the world from the song of songs don't we not copulation with material goods but rather a spreading out in the good earth this too is symbolism sure but allow me to be hard-headed to be literal after such an original start after conceiving an idea that might reorient the spaces of our lives for one is married to the world too one took a vow in the earliest days of living when fallen stumps could be tinkered into airplanes and flown and the night fell like a blanket with breathing holes we took our vows in and the sacrament was so large it did not need a church or priest the question and the answer were simultaneously born in the body and now you are older and have neglected your young wife she is still so young how many days how many times I want you to stop and count and then we will all add up our numbers and the total figure will be rough approximation of the distance we have gathered

1 comment:

yogacephalus said...

breathless (the poem and me in it)

have you read Robert Kelly? these shybun you've been writing have a distant near cousin in him. check him out