Saturday, February 11, 2006

WITNESS TO THE PROSECUTION

WITNESS TO THE PROSECUTION:

I am the witness to the prosecution; I AM the prosecution and I witness to myself mainly so as to have something to say - how's about that? - and if I hover I hover by choice and there's no membership like membership to THIS club and nothing more I can afford you as onlooker or witness yourself BUT isn't it about time you took ACTION instead : read the folklore of the old farmhouse before you jump into the modern age make sure you understand what's happening before you make a choice relegate the outside to the outside where it really does belong and WITHIN your own parameters FIGURE OUT JUST WHERE IT IS YOU ARE and want to be for the fence is already old (rusting sagging battered and bent) and no fine casings from the previous-spent shells are to be found FOR THIS MURDER is done in secret so forget that fence and jump the gate and bring your knives out with full intent and mark no man as friend or foe for they are ALL the same and no mirror marks no mirage where shadows ebb and flow - watch the tall birds sing listen to the fear of the cats and ride your ship from one place to the other only to realize that where you go you've been : I'm standing at the corner of Linden and Drew watching the bulbous man with the gray moustache turn circles in time to the wind and his name is Henry the Fourth born Ted Hench in 1958 and he's waxing the face of his watch with spit and Palmolive and says he's going to Florida soon so as to "die with my father who was the iron man at D-Day Circle when they had the photos of the dead and the dying" and then he lamely lights another cigarette and says "as for myself anyway - I always thought Sartre was right : Hell is other people for sure" and I walked away secure in the knowledge that he was a dead man most certainly enough and his sister Libby would never be pregnant by me - and that was enough for the moment because REALLY I wanted to hear no more and I sang 'Sayonara' to the crowd and its roar - still saddled to death with their living.

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