Sep 25, 2012

Lost

From the top it looks like the man is just a point. It looks like the trench is just a road. It looks like the world is flat and everything has lost its substance.

The shadows, on the other hand.

From the bottom it looks like the man is a giant. It looks like the trench is an insurmountable gorge. It looks like the world consists entirely of the man and the trench.

The sky is so vast as to be impossible to see.

From the back it looks like the man is held by a single string in the middle of his spine. It looks like the trench goes on forever. It looks like the world will flood you at any second.

The tracks are three inches deep.

From the front it looks like the man might still be alive. It looks like he has come a great distance. It looks like he cannot even see you.

The coat on his back as familiar as a shell.

He says "I have been here before."

He says "What did I do last time?"

He says "I will get there soon."

He says "I have been here before.'

The plastic bag filled with plastic bags filled with plastic bottles rips a quarter of an inch. The brown translucence with red script shifts and the light is the most beautiful thing.

He is going forward.

He says "I will get there soon."

The shadows, on the other hand, are already here.

Another quarter of an inch. There is no shift. There is no light. It is, somehow, more beautiful.

He is stopped.

He says "What did I do last time?"

The sky is so dark as to be impossible to see.

The bag goes. The man collecting his plastic bags filled with plastic bottles puts them in a plastic bag. It is nauseating.

He is going forward.

He says "Am I lost?"

The tracks are three inches long.

He says "I have been here before."

Sep 23, 2012

Today I Tried To Remember My Failings

It was hard to write down what I said.
It was hard to understand why I said it.
It was hard to remember the things I did.

I've completely forgotten the things I should have done.

It was easy to place you in time.
It was easy to remember when we used to talk.
It was easy to think you're better off now.

I've almost forgotten your name.

I need to apologize.

I can't help thinking it's a cry for forgiveness.
I can't help thinking you've forgotten all about it.
I can't help thinking it's as selfish as everything else.

Maybe I didn't know what I was doing.
Maybe I didn't mean it.
Maybe you didn't notice.

I'm sorry.

Sep 22, 2012

On Mountains

It is very hard to climb to the top of a mountain.
It is easy to come back down.

It is very hard to climb to the top of another mountain.

Sep 6, 2012

The Adventures of Infant the Prophet

And Infant came down from the mountains, having fasted and prayed for forty days and forty nights, and spoke to the gathered crowd.

"What you want, you have to find for yourself."

And, lo, he ate.

And Infant went back up to the mountains, to fast and pray for forty days and forty nights, and the crowd dispersed.