Exercise

June 08, 2005

There's been so little
because there's been no people.
A jam between phrases
makes them unintelligable.
Arguing in the streets
is hardly people,
and noise is a parable
of hardly getting people.

I'll up the bounty on communication.
Set the heads on the table
and let me swear, swear at
them, they will hardly notice.
After my death, will they notice
the silence, my hardly
getting people, as they work
their way into my memory.

A quick success, getting
people, is often called
small talk. I can't do it,
he says, opening profoundly.
We get to talking. He
swears, he only likes to talk
deeply, and rather quickly
our conversation turns to talking.

It's ordinary, not communicating.
I forget, and master it
daily. And with accuracy.