those who go
against heart and night
what strangers are they?
to spooky lands of felt
away to the awry territories of
Umberto Boccioni, States of Mind: Those who stay, 1911
Oil on canvas - 70.8 x 95.9 cm
Museum of Modern Art, New York
" ... nobody will know who I am, nobody will say who I was ..." (Fernando Pessoa; died 70 years ago December 4)
of ghosts which've not passsed
hunchbacks and gnarled parts things
a debt of forever further back
in the cave
.
pseudonyms and Oedipus mother
my lover whose mouth I cry
but then
the symphony the dance
begins
.
Is it not something to laugh at your goat, yer self
a play and not a paltry wig laughing at selves
.
which multiply always multiply
gaining strength along a route
touting the old and new
a forest tangle of lover's vows
.
