Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Half Past

one or half past anything the same
single bong means time to get up
or nothing doing whatever you can

asking the dream for meaning may
delay gratification until tomorrow
if then you could change your mind

such signals permeate our house
like drying laundry Prokofiev or
Brahms so it must be Wednesday

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Fresh Water

who could have known what you would have thought
when you were alone in the middle of the night
which you were in spite of not being

ring for the servants get them out of bed to bring tisane
or another pillow opium fresh water flowers music
something to distract you from the dream

the mood passes in twenty minutes if you can survive
that long wanting to die do everything imaginable
to get away from being your demented self

Monday, April 14, 2014

Urban Angst

wondering twice if spontaneous
portraiture allows eccentricity
urban angst is improbably airy

no more random juxtaposition
jokingly practical remembers
who I did it with where when

this is the day of renunciation
implausibly taken with water
before waking to a better way

Sunday, April 13, 2014

Right Away

did I do it apparently not
will I certainly right away

Saturday, April 12, 2014

Existing State

let me know of changes if you
notice every word every letter
scrutinized it's not that hard
if you can pay attention brief
candle in darkness of asking

empty interior vastness the
negative space used-up time
echoing non-attachment to
offer what you mean in the
fewest possible word-things

then it is morning another
enters anticipating chores a
trip a farm experience waits
whenever you're ready I will
continuation of existing state

Friday, April 11, 2014

Do It

maybe I shouldn't even start
we can get along without it
function perfectly well as is

there is such a thing as too
much of anything good bad
indifferent to final results

someone else will do what
really needs to be done we'll
manage well enough for now

another person is speaking
an opinion I don't endorse
I'm for diligence and do it

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Another Sunday

if no tickets we can't go
thwarted as one used to be
going to movies in New York

something else would happen
no doubt equally interesting
see the play another Sunday

Wednesday, April 09, 2014

Droning On

I thought the birdsong was part of the music
then I heard it where there was nothing on
they're part of the world our music is part of

why do I mind mechanical voices droning on
at the other end of the house I close the door
never no sound highways animals machines

the background roaring is my blood moving
nerve circuitry always faintly feeding back
beyond that the cosmic hum it's all part of

Tuesday, April 08, 2014

Vain Ideal

it felt too good to be bad I thought
at the time unwilling to give it up

circumstance conveniently limited
any actual pursuit of the vain ideal

enjoyable sans impossible action
compromising bliss of corporality

nothing to do with oneself there
by the happiest chance then gone

Monday, April 07, 2014

Higher Mind

"He didn't move at random from one idea to another, but he did believe a superior logic would impose itself if he gave it a chance." —Ronald Hayman, "Proust"

only afterwards was anything possible
until then he was blocked afterwards
released to consider before and now

more past less future not personal
unless it is your life mine elsewhere
imaginary literary holy being-space

idea survives the body proving what
that what we think trivial is essence
that a higher mind shapes utterance