Among the Forgetters #14

Antonyms for Rendezvous

A New Kind of Writing

Let’s leave.

This building has no soul.

But what

constitutes leaving,

when arriving

fulfils its perpetual

prophecy?

What constitutes building

when rebuilding remains

the blood’s intrinsic mission?

Heat lightning changes

the skyline momentarily.

Wasps huddle and spit paper

in the doorway

of an old hotel.

1.

Checkered cabs make light

work of night travel

if the traveller

has little ambition.

There are only three

or four

places to go,

and one

is home.

2.

Be kind to her

but trust

that kindness

where she lives

is just a lesser

unkindness.

I watch with curiosity and joy

as the storm progresses. I have too long

been eventless. I have too long been dry.

And kind of sticky. Like a fruit roll-up.

It was difficult to tell the grey clouds

from nightfall, which was happening as well,

from some ideas I have for a new

way of manipulating ink, a long-

distance writing carried out with maps

and psychic energy. I have too long

relied on the internet and doppler

radar. Like a robot unable

to distinguish soft edges. Atmospheric

shifts. The language of birds seeking shelter.