behind the glass
a woman in leather
runs from
alien and believable gods
move she says to herself move
she must answer the ringing phone
all our lives depend on it
this side of the glass
my unopened post sits there
like a wrapped gift
would
sit
there - blunt and solid
with something of the mistake about it
( i had been compulsive and unthinking
i was like hank
behind the glass
shot
and
recovering
buying minerals in bed from ebay
in the night time tv gloop and glow )
the packages - they are like paper rocks
strange samples on the kitchen tablecloth
a weird geology they demand attention
there could be ANYTHING inside couldnt there ?
and ignoring my knowledge
i
savour
this
manufactured mystery
for l o n g moments
sipping coffee number one
and the time ran then
it steamrolled over cold fear and the wired dread
of these
falling / failing
faux
empire
days
and over noons stagnation
and all its attendant nothings
and i heard a tactile tick tock
and i felt a small vroooom
like a machine had started up
behind the days flat scenery
and the nameless Effort
the orphan Art
i
had
squeezed out bled out
forced and coaxed out
( the writingslob emitted curdle again )
well now it Shone Easily - had no Hard Questions
and the day felt like a day then
an easy marker a nice place
instead of another unsane blur
where only the edges make sense
like
crisp green leaves eaten into skeletons
by the long gone beasts of dawn
and when the cat steps up onto the bed
it is with a perfect sense of things
and shadows pass by the window
like of course they can and should
shadows of harmless other people
doing harmless other people things
and
i
feel
like
i
won an award - i can hear doves too
their repeating coo
like an All Clear siren today
the woman behind the glass
picks up the ringing phone
and she knows theres no rainbow
you can see it in her eyes
and
her
outstretched hand on the callbox window
is
a flat No a spread Stop
in
defiance
at circumstance
at authoritarian retaliation
at
the
big
black
truck
running
her down . . .
the corner at wells and lake from matrix.wikia.com
