Bewilderhof – 37

April 1, 2015 § 1 Comment

Bewilderhof – 37
Chapter 37
– a question of surface tension 

how many times

can a man drown
in brine of self imposed   
    delusion  before resigning
himself to 
       simply
                   float 
until currents bring him
upon brighter shores?
this question
– nowhere among
  files in overflow
scheme as panacea for a less placating curriculum 
              modus cogitatio
his, his
as moss replicating
behind towering glass,
his
whilst
citified corpuscular 
crowd
moves in arterial confusion
      never stopping
not for lights not for pedest
-rian 
not for rest nor right of way
they in 
the hive         thrum
     if
with occasional bend of 
neck to follow 
      angle of        dusk
they
may catch a pane
         that does not reflect 
last light
               of day
& he may catch the squint 
        & be raised by it
sustained by their
       wonderment 
but who can be certain it is not just another in a growing chain of false risings
a momentary surfacing
of nostril 
above the breakers
before 
sinking
sets in again
(c) 2015 Fred Whitehead 
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