Archive for December, 2016

kookaburra

So tell me about yourself

Are you feeling gender confused?

Do my pontifications encode the distance between thought and expression?

Number your wallowing senses dispassionately

Take a deep breath and extol effervescent notions over crystalline mountains

Fester deep in the marrow of your depravity

Long for rapture with a socially compatible life partner

Frenzy yourself to implosion with stigmata on your hands

Prance and pose in Christ-like configurations

How shall I know thee?

Hiding in the bush talking to kookaburras?

Looking for a hollow faraway tree to hide in?

Curled up in a ball sucking your thumb like an infant?

I just don’t understand

Why you grumble and mumble and shake your legs

Whirling and gibbering in intricate motion

Like a spinning gibbon

spookytreespookytree

Significance, life is a desperate search for significance

Sometimes we try to make things significant by

Doing them again and again

Which doesn’t work

Things that don’t happen often

Are more likely to be significant

Like getting married

Or doing acid

Or falling on your ass and bruising yourself

Or meeting the one you love for the first time

You think about those events more than others

They stand in memory like sentinels

Foundational parts of your essence

Memory is what makes us who we are

Without memory we’re totally screwed