Tuesday 2 April 2013

Day two...  Slightly different poem this time that needs a lot of work, particularly towards the end.  Very loosely based on philosophy but mainly about vertigo coming from an ear infection!


Vertigo

Life’s a pendulum-
swing that leaves you
dizzy with vertigo.

And that’s just your part.
Add the rest of the clockwork:
the intricate cogs and wheels
of social relationships,
the steady tick of time passing,
the alarm-call of emergency.

Throw a spanner into the works;
watch your microcosmic world
grind to a halt-
temporarily-
as life swings on.

Who are you to question
the clockmaker?
Who are you to question
design theory?
Some made-up boundary
between productions,
hardly aware?
It’s just mechanical.

Don’t think about it.
Avoid the confusion,
the endless dramas.
Forget the guilt,
the interminable nausea.
Reroute neural passages,
actively forget.
You can’t stop momentum.
It’s mechanical, after all.

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