as an 'attempted' poet
I followed in the line
of Bauderlaire Lautremont and Rimbaud...
les poetes maudits...
(with a healthy over-helping of
the religious surrealist Pierre Emmanuel
thrown in in over-heaps...)
now looking over some recent (and earlier) posts
this stuff sounds more like the ravings
of a manic-depressive psychotic
than a visionary on the order of..say...
San Juan de la Cruz
(it was he who said "Vision is a measure
of the defect of vision." after all)
so I'll cut this shit out
and go back to what I'm really only capable of doing...
that's to say...dealing with matters at hand...
hey...high low medium or any other fake measure
of our place in the chain
we all are deluded to some degree
and we all wish for what is not ours
and we all make hash of our best endeavors
and we all at some point cry ourselves to sleep
so I will be with you in that and if I do it right
you won't even know it when I'm gone...
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Sunday, January 20, 2013
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