PORT OF EMPATHY (Part 1)
1.
having plans
multiple single
shootings
quakes whatever
as I understood
what was going
ON
1 dead & again
& thousands
summa summarum
the finite sein
but never zero
being aware
IsaidIsee
repeated 1
&
complex echoes
mentalizing
the overt &
the hidden
lacking plans
endless dead
silence
as I tried.
2.
An ending
the continual
silence of the dead…
my thoughts?
a cult hero to the common man -
for the briefest moment
he was Cinderella.
Except for
the knocking at the door
an uninvited storm
and suddenly
it was the distant future
in 24 hour cycles of limited
unanimity.
The beds unfurl
to reveal
clones
to serve
consumers.
consumers of
dishonor
the blue print
of
every
single
day.
With one
possible future.
3.
To be on hold...
The horizon
added
some hortative hiccups
&
cleared off
into the time to come.
The E-brain.
Completely
& without judgment.
Epicurean resilience.
Desire maps.
Given how little...
Loving care attention
at tills & job centers.
Hot gospellers - no.
Humpey howlers - no.
Quizzical disapproval - maybe.
Certain understanding - yes.
As Paul says:
Bear ye
one another's
burdens...
4.
I WISH
we could
END
As we began
This is first time
I flushed out
a non-Secret Secret
Although accustomed
to the same
stay here
the true-Truth
our blood on their hands
ships creep-crawling, floating on
rag-tag
It was minding the minder
an abyss keeper.
Set sail with the morning tide
leaping in
a journal
without sequence
fusion engines
but all our answers
never gave The Answer
YES!
Bear ye
one another's
burdens...
5.
A final obsolescence.
The human issue.
& ad hoc:
civilization's Casualty
Triage Centers.
There must be no
Dining Out for Life
at night.
Ag, man,
don't sock with me.
To perceive is to suffer.
See Aristotel
without hidden 3rds.
See between
righteousnessc& idiocy
the watts for cash.
Heita, ubuntu!
Let' s smile
at our boerewors
as daylight keeps us
vivid!
6.
Happy but envious
the last one
treading softly on black floors
the seer woke her
to a notion
of forbidden questions.
we are INSIDE a secret
no one will ever know
the violation of incarceration
how did you justify their perspective?
being collected by
THEM
in casualty cloaks?
There is no reason to hide
the DNA sniffers
will you remain here?
Or come with me
to a ship in 1893?
Wind turbines?
the cure is nuclear power
transmitted through telephone lines
Debts mostly -
solvency has its drawbacks
and blood has always trumped water.
7.
Behaving for
metadynamic survival.
Mirror neurons &
(a good bit of)
confident oxytocin.
Warm & fuzzy...
Sit & listen: Love boosters!
To the ship then in 1893:
Gandhi in ZA & satyagraha
in spite of the fact,
that ironing T-shirts
is just as illadvised
as aluminium foil
& the majority
of welcome speeches,
lacking the very upright
nonapeptide &
all it's social patterning...
8.
Dreaming during welcome
screeches:
to maps in the clouds
cars overturning
dreams of unreal
bridges are breaking
the sleeping lie
till the last one.
such a common
story
Fragile
Handle
with care
that’s what the
box says
but
he broke in
lock
chastisement
hardly
speaking at all
(a
moldering concourse).
you
think I’m crazy
it’s
going round
over and
over
in
my head
take me with
you
must stay
the
rough course
if
I’m not back in two hours
go
back to the city
and
let sleeping dogs lie.
Dankon
&
ĝis la!
9.
Brain
box.
Premature cerebration
processing bias,
angst, demolition
& their opposites...
Decomposed the
thought food concourse.
Anxiousest copophobia
& hypnosis (without
trance) -
energy follows plain attention.
As I outrightly said:
"No longer all-day sesh!
Sorry, if I insist,
but indeed I need
to know,
whether my mail arrived safely..."
No sleep gaps
(& no sleeping sheep).
Last wish money.
So on be up
& motherless
belongings.
Gearing up
for bothering
with the selfless...
10.
I
got it (eventually)
the mail
sign
here
NO!
its on a 30 minute wait -
(brainboxes)
seriously,
have you
ever jumped out a plane?
Look
deep into the red
it
glows
what
do you think?
PERFECT
entwine
ornaments
scatter
but
the interruption was timeless
from
the street
its
nice to see you too
was it
always
never
over?
11.
Stitchlessly scared
& innerly trembling
along the periosteum
of calf & shin bone
as the facade lift
heads down the high
rise...
Feeling the other
from up here.
Obliged to serve
& not to rule.
Below on Try Street
a few Police Empathy Vans.
Yes,
the compassionate
officer is
less likely
to engage in crime...
12.
but
when police lights whined
I thought of you
somehow.
Late night?
no
- yoga class
on
lockdown.
that looks old
and its still ticking
death
before impact
stuck
at 4.
A NEW APP!
live where ever you are.
GET ONE!
YOU NEED ONE!
aaaahhhh (a
universal problem)
The 4th
highest IQ
BUT no EQ
pto
there’s
a human calculator
over
the page
the compass was
set due north
(he thought) but
the endless ground
with ticking stopwatches
caused helicopters
to spiral overhead.
13.
Argument Per Practice.
APP – APPER – APPEST.
Nowhere near not yet.
The indispensibly
unalienable framework
of use & fuse, risks & rewards,
of living labs & their resilience.
The interface of
pareidolia & epeolatry,
of soft staycation
& exogenic limerance,
as I began to try raising beans
right on the back seat of my Oldsmobile.
No suffering in silence.
A lot of paid time off.
One of the things I do detest
is going for a shopping quest...
Yes: Argument Per Practice.
APP – APPER – APPEST.
14.
on the ground
an hour before school started
first optical test
of long division
hours
upon hours
no
break in falling
n
u
m
b
e
r
s
focus
down
a rabbit hole
you lost your
cards
on the seat of
your
Oldsmobile
amidst the rising
Beens.
Hail-Ho -
its of to OZ we go
The
Wonderful Land of Odd -
a
skeptical port of empathy.
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