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I WENT OUTSIDE AND THEN I DON’T KNOW
Many different things have the ability to glimmer
and that is as much a reason for joy as for terror.
Do you think of the things you eat as having come from a carcass?
Does part of you not believe yourself when you call it making love?
I sometimes think of my cat as a small horse.
If I had a yacht and I wanted to go yachting
I would say I’m feeling pretty yachtish.
I say the word yachtish out loud to my cat.
He wakes up from what might have been a cat dream
which is a kind of dream I will never been able to experience.
And look at me trying to write this poem…
I’ll never really know anything.
Now bring that tiny amplifier into my kitchen
and tell me I’m on fire.
and that is as much a reason for joy as for terror.
Do you think of the things you eat as having come from a carcass?
Does part of you not believe yourself when you call it making love?
I sometimes think of my cat as a small horse.
If I had a yacht and I wanted to go yachting
I would say I’m feeling pretty yachtish.
I say the word yachtish out loud to my cat.
He wakes up from what might have been a cat dream
which is a kind of dream I will never been able to experience.
And look at me trying to write this poem…
I’ll never really know anything.
Now bring that tiny amplifier into my kitchen
and tell me I’m on fire.
Posted 01/26/12
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