GO ON

i

TELL IT AS IT IS

I glimpse to the right and the

glimpse

collapse s

traps

itself

in the word it’s outgrown

in the word it’s outgrowing

stretching and

stretching and

stretching and sstretching and ssttretching and ssttrretching and ssttrreetching and ssttrreettching and ssttrreettchingggggggggggggggggggggggggggg and

stretching and sstretching and ssttretching and ssttrretching and ssttrreetching and ssttrreettching and ssttrreettchingggggggggggggggggggggggggggg and

and stretching the thing

thin

till it snaps;

off drops first the last then the first then the first then the first to last letter

e g g s

and

I glimpse to the right

and

not

that of

the house but

that of

the

not that

that

houses it

maybe it’s the exhaustion, the frayed focus fumbling, the concentration’s negating connections,

but

it feels...

yes, that’s it

it feels

that is it

It Feels

But IT is the noun and FEELS is the verb and IT is the subject and I AM WITHIN IT

I am within it . it with its .. wits dangling all

YES THATS IT

at angles

all shredded … dismantled

the

structure

collapses

THAT IS

And anger, I know now all of a sudden, cannot exist

absent the mercy of 

ignorance