Thursday, June 30, 2011

六月錯,六月過__lapse

lapse, of time, and memory... lapses, collapsed.

It
Russell Edson

It was someone as viewed in a mirror, or was it you said it was someone viewing its someone who it is in a mirror where perhaps someone lives only.

Someone is not the chair but part of where, where a table and a blue in square is a window and some sky.

Nor is the chair but someone with someone on its lap.

Someone becomes embarrassed sitting on a chair’s lap. Who is person who allows person this intimacy. It is none but man’s form. Is not sir said son of a mother to himself the son of his mother. Did not the chair make me to warm itself like I am a blanket for a chair.

The mirror is willing to allow anything to be – Creates to-be again.

Time is passing.

Time has passed.

And then time is passing.

Passed, it begins to pass again.


(yup, this june is o_v_e_r, amen...)

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