Friday, 3 January 2025

#1832 - up to catch the day


 

1832

6.4

4.i.25

up to catch the day

a not quite aubade

 

here where I’ve been thrown

and in the act

 

with both paws

on all fours

 

come at it all edgewise

like the bird, suspecting

 

under the words are more

 

these other moments, lives

and just as we see

each infinite

nor thought

 

we are so far in words

there’s no way back

but on

 

and if, by chance

this world’s a globe

we’ll ride it round

face foes

trip wires

 

we’re drowning

just to be

 

 

 

 

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

notes –

 

up to catch the day

a not quite aubade

 

here where I’ve been thrown

and am already

 

in the act

its very semblances

 

with both paws

on all fours

 

it’s given

but there’s no mind of it

 

as to split

the logical atom

 

under the words are more

 

I come at it all edgewise

like the bird, suspecting

 

all these other moments, lives

and just as we see

each infinite

unthinking it

 

it’s all of a propensity

and my philosophy’s the real

whatever you say  

 

we are so far in words

there’s no way back

but on

and if, by chance

this world’s a globe

we’ll ride it round

face foes

trip wires

 

we’re drowning

just to be







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