Amorph - Amorphous 39 x 39 cm |
BOURGEOIS
COMPLAINT
Obscure
whispers from waves
and
tree-tops confess their restless spirit;
then, as if
to prove their point, depart. You contemplate
the Eight
Sorrows plus their off-spring which
adds up to
a total of sixteen. Numbers, though often oppressive,
enable you
to grasp a nutshell’s infinite space. You’re
at home in
theory, as they say; theory takes you for a ride
in a 1965
Galaxy 500 convertible, out on Fish Ranch Road
in the
hills just above Berkeley, and dumps
you on your
ass in the dust, near the rattle snakes
and
joggers, laughing the whole time. So much for research.
If you must
visit that white city perched
amid olive
trees and citrus groves and hyperactive goats,
then go on,
get out; we know
that your
mind works differently from ours…
how does
your mind work?
(Rumor has
it that the rebels will seize the airport any day now;
trains have
stopped running; food and clean water
are in
short supply.) Rumor has it
that it
doesn’t work at all, never has.
The White Stripes - In the cold cold night
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