#618 - when you've gone too far

 

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when you’ve gone too far

 

in poetry

in paint, in life

with a blunt stick

with a bucket of mud

 

artists are always pushing at things

tugging at the loose thread

 

look inside

see how a thing ticks

take it apart to see

 

will you get it back together the same?

it’s always too late to be asking

we watch a world unravel

 

mix it up – the sharp and the smooth

 

always an idiom edge

where we go

can’t quite see who it was before, where

but

if you’re up a tree

there’s sure to be a view

 

if you’re in a hole

then someone must have dug it

 

I think that they’ve put these words in my mouth

 

you might well enquire –

do I have enough rope (?)

 

truth after truth falls by the way

new ones pop up fast

 

and wise to surprise

still instinct guides

 

here in the art which is my life

when you’ve gone too far

go further

 

 

 

a note on the method

 

follow a rule until it's broken

when you've gone too far

go on

 

just for example

take truth on its toes

peering up over

the top of the wall

to see

if a hunch

was right