Commencing a Year of Pataphysical Writing
January 1, 2013
On three separate occasions in the last three hours, Les Mis has been mentioned in the context of “tears” and “sobbing.”
I could let this get to me
or I could investigate a slow looking
into the small thing the barista felt guilty about
but also curious and slightly annoyed.
I’m sorry the title of the book I’m reading
slightly deceived you is something I’d like to say
to the woman in the black cap. In her world
one point projects another point as audience,
but the real business involves
doing all manner of violence to memory
such as “spearing” it or waking it up
with a line from Blake’s Four Zoas.
Until this is understood, all her friends
will continue to consult anthropologists
to find out if they are human beings.
The answer, it seems, will always be
“so far” or “not yet.”