Sunday, April 10, 2011


The computer says I use fragments in my writing... That so..., and the point is? Fragments. That is good. A metaphor in there. A blog is like a brick you put your name on and they put it in some square, in some mall, in some town somewhere. So you really have something there. And you try not to write something embarrassing. Something you will regret later. But you can delete. Delete. It's very easy, these days to delete. Words. Pictures. Sights. People. Delete. "There is no such thing as away". There is no such thing as Delete. Not really. Everything is saved. Everything is put somewhere. Buried. Burned. And in those days we could push a button and delete, a phrase, a lie, a life. From a computer. From the face of the earth. We called them files. Expendables, collateral damage. Terrorists. Unfortunate incidents in the war on drugs, or in the war on terror, or in the war on the mind. Delete. Fragments. And in these rooms where people sit and watch and think.... and they hear what is said on the TV. And something in them knows what a lie is.... and in these days we watch the news....

or we turn it off to breath....

(against the asphyxiating cynicism)

and we tell ourselves affirmations....

and we tell ourselves something matters.....

Against the drum beet of the most obvious writings on the wall. That we ignore.....

"And the sun also rises."

We breath. One breath and then another. In this, the land of opportunity. Listen..., Breath...

1 comment:

John Franks IV said...

Your Computer talks to you?

WOW!

:)

John