If I look upon you with no want nor desire
stemming from the overlavished shivers of my touch--
upon the curled avenues of dreams you've slain;
& I've sat wondering for you to say
your eye's closed Universes sailing before our World,
are we really touching it?
Grazing a simple finger-tipped breathlessness against its
valiant statue of an hour's time?
Now this is a great bore of a passage
but I must be more comprehensible!
More easily understood!
My intensity & passion & excitement
doesn't lay within the scrobbles of mind!
Exclamation marks make something exciting!
Nobody wants to be bored!
& nobody has to care about what I feel!
Who wants to be reminded they're miserable!?
I should have put the question mark first!
But this here, needs exclamation marks!
Because..! This is a bore of an entry!
Only because it's hardly written as I
would normally write: As this is not my
natural voice: But oh! Oh my! Oh my God!
I'm actually wanting to be understood!
Woe is me! The asylum! Death of thou! Oh no!
Digress! Quick! Repressed thou'th digress!
You're all insanely regularly placcid in your personalities
& ways about interacting with one another
in one-way conversations & self-introspective digested
moments looking within yourself & things you manage
to call writing-- what else have you had to package
& neatly seal off with an overdone message?
What else can you show me?
Or are we -- as our minds drift for sleep each night --
the simple erected asylums, a testament to History?
There is no you, nor has there been an I;
I'm wondering who to picture when I write 'you'--
because I never write to anyone that's already been something,
& I've never been myself in any thing, either.
But if I look upon you with no want nor desire
steaming for the overwrapped caution of my kiss--
will you become yourself so I may see you
for the licka-bowl I've thought you to be? I'm
not much of a poet, nor a writer, I say to myself & deem!
But the servants & the paper-pushers disagree!
Now darling, if you'll think of me; just come my way
& we'll drink our Opium Tea.
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