Monday, November 21, 2011

Acompaniment

I wonder how I will unfold—
that is to say I am not unfolded—
this swiss cheese lifestyle makes
the chest rise and fall a little faster.

The mouse will slap the master,
and take the cheese as a right
of passage.  The slave will lift the anvil
slightly to relieve the tension but

Nothing takes the place of emptiness.
Nothing remembers the way the blinders
look from the other side so it will know
what to say and when to say it.

It's a learning experience for all involved.
The slave tightens the straps and turns
his back, thankful he is able to see
both sides in the spectrum—

Nothing always comes back.

The Therapist asks, "Where were
you just now?" I say, "I don't
know."  I was thinking about
nothing—