in every mistake, others
grow with comfort—we didn’t mention the disdain.
but …
gusts tear through Santa
Ana. and Anaheim is dusty. in general, California is sunny. i make mention, but
it isn’t important, the days are filled with observation. the falling ascension—the
grace in ice, the cold warmth of deep interests. many will cross today, the
memorials are being written, lungs are hoarse, entwined in sadness—the plight
of the carpenter, the song of the valley, the death inside—as it chases—it gets
noticed—the funeral was in vision; as something is banished, something gets
closer, the meta-poem, as it builds uncertainty. it gets simple with time. it
means so little with pain. it echoes until it hurts: eyes water, goth erupts, the
winds on a soaring galaxy. in selecting sorrow, we never knew her, so
disruptive in us; rain might fall on a sunlit day. the glitter brought us
closer. the reality was so late in appearing. the medallion is in spirit, made
aloof, hurting evermore. like a persistent hair bump, or a deep blackhead,
requiring some time to get to; the anguish of the smile, indebted to sanity’s
inversion, so passive—others feel good to put that in perspective. the whole
idea of integrity—the whole idea of total autonomy—or an acknowledgement of
guilt—found in the assertion: “Others will never treat me as I do them.” the
beauty of the sadness, the climax in tears, the problems we have with existence—the
thinking apparatus, the peace in dying with grace, the last to suffer in the
aftermath.
i thought about truth, as
a hurtful machine, in death, it turns to life. a planted seed sprouts open, and
yields a massive bark, rising in branches, everything becomes too much to
compute. we never found us, we missed it, we passed by, talking so much smack,
we missed the beauty. like a sky ostrich, his head in a cloud, so unclear of what
is being negotiated. to notice something, as in seeing it precisely, a soul is
responsible for other souls. “To whom much is given, much is required.” the
leaders will fall first, with heaviness, suspended in time; the novices with
fall second, granted leniency, given mercy.
