ThisOldFavourite#2:
Created = 1st June 2009
~*~ “WE MURDER TO DISSECT” ~*~
(The title of this poem is a line from a William Wordsworth piece, entitled ‘The Tables Turned‘ )
How to be a passive observer
Abandon the mastership
Of my contrived musing
§
Now I understand
I had too keen a hand
In making monsters
Through mountains
§
If I build it up
Nature will knock it down
It knows my failings
And I fear to fall
Better to bury myself
In the earth
Than lose it all
§
What utility
Is there really
In manufacturing dreams,
When they open
So effortlessly
As sunrise casts her beams?
§
Compositional goal
§
It was listless
Food for fools
But now the intelligentsia are come
To reclaim
Their tools
And my goldfish brain
Forgot where I buried them
~~~~~~
How to be a superfluous learner
Start my turn from
The culture-coalface
§
Now I understand
I had too harsh a plan
In making monsters
Through mountains
§
If I build it up
Nature will knock it down
It knows my failings
And I fear to fall
Better to bury myself
In the earth
Than lose it all
§
What benefit
In art of counterfeit
When joy is in the natural state,
When the collective
Unconscious
Is awaiting my blank slate
§
Compositional goal
§
It was listless
Food for fools
But now the intelligentsia are come
To reclaim
Their tools
And my bruised brain
Mistook where I buried them
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Compositional goal:
If a bud starts to rise
From behind the darkness
Of my eyes…
Compositional goal:
If I start to reflect
The impossible dangers
Of my intellect…
Bury me
