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An Abrupt Hardening of Awareness

Two Kidney Murphy's talking rubbish

to any who'll listen. Nobody will. I'm not sure what

he's saying, he's standing in the mid-distance

and everything not proximate

and everything not remote

is muffled by the suspended sea spray

that keeps not-falling on this early morning Thursday.

 

In the great hollow solid between my forehead and the sun

cavort great herds of proctors, gamboling with my future,

taking odds that I won't make it out of bed, that I won't

find the ol' No. 2 in time, that short-term never became interim

never became long-term. I want memories, really, I do, I want them

to keep me company and to keep me safe and to get me moving

right now. Snap-focus.

 

I could do without everything being so proximate, I little bit

more remoteness, please, some spooky action at a distance

to pry some space out of the air in front of my face. It's not

that I want to hear Murphy, I don't, but suspended with him

are my brother's coat (what? a brother?) and an old pair

of tongs left by my last landlord, the last lord to grant me

a boon. I can't get to the middle-distance, I can't get back home,

I can't get the car working, I can't leave well enough alone.

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Taken on May 22, 2010