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1 | --- | ||
2 | title: One hundred lines | ||
3 | genre: verse | ||
4 | |||
5 | id: one-hundred-lines | ||
6 | toc: "100 lines" | ||
7 | |||
8 | project: | ||
9 | title: Autocento of the breakfast table | ||
10 | class: autocento | ||
11 | ... | ||
12 | |||
13 | | Whenever you call me friend | ||
14 | | I fall down on my knees and cry | ||
15 | | because I know it's the only thing | ||
16 | | never to happen before in this | ||
17 | | life is something you can't see | ||
18 | | it's a pillow under a [hook shot][] | ||
19 | | [I want to tell you something anything][tell-you] | ||
20 | | but you are there and I am here | ||
21 | | we are [trapped inside ourselves][trapped] | ||
22 | | and the distance is too far | ||
23 | | you are something that I would tell | ||
24 | | [would be nothing][] before too long | ||
25 | | you are not the finisher of dreams | ||
26 | | you are the beginning of [nightmares][] | ||
27 | | or waking but I'm not sure which | ||
28 | | this [letter is for you][] in the future | ||
29 | | it will lead you on the path | ||
30 | | of goodness or of rightness or of | ||
31 | | wrong people and right meanings | ||
32 | | or the meaning will be hidden | ||
33 | | or wrestling the demon I will have become | ||
34 | | restless under the starlight | ||
35 | | it's too bright here to think | ||
36 | | the negatives would be pitch black | ||
37 | | darkness of a silver mine | ||
38 | | there are [no trees][] here | ||
39 | | where have you been where are you now | ||
40 | | I am no longer here or there | ||
41 | | you are anywhere or are you | ||
42 | | up in the clouds is a ghost | ||
43 | | he is white and blue like a cloud | ||
44 | | he paints with his teeth | ||
45 | | he paints the rainbow before midnight | ||
46 | | that you can see from your window | ||
47 | | staring out under the sunlight | ||
48 | | through the gauze curtains | ||
49 | | [over the high mountain][mountain] far away | ||
50 | | that is covered over with snow | ||
51 | | past the rivers and forests | ||
52 | | that lie awake under Orion | ||
53 | | hunting the bull that runs forever | ||
54 | | just out of his reach | ||
55 | | pointing the way for the two of us | ||
56 | | to join together in song or dance | ||
57 | | or that other thing and sing | ||
58 | | the Grinch down off Mount Crumpet | ||
59 | | [his heart breaking his chest][heart] | ||
60 | | thumping with the beat | ||
61 | | his [little dog too][] running running | ||
62 | | with the bull full of laughter and blood | ||
63 | | he can't see it anymore because it's become him | ||
64 | | we are trapped he says we are | ||
65 | | trapped in ourselves it turns out | ||
66 | | that all along it wasn't you or me | ||
67 | | but he and her or her and him or | ||
68 | | he and he or she and she or they | ||
69 | | even they tell us that nothing has happened | ||
70 | | even they know that it's a big joke | ||
71 | | one more thing to know before the death | ||
72 | | we are crying like crocodiles | ||
73 | | before their loved ones' coffins | ||
74 | | we are bellowing with grief like buffalo | ||
75 | | on a berth of wild oxen | ||
76 | | we are wailing our clothes are in rags | ||
77 | | [we want][want1] [we want][want2] [we want][want3] | ||
78 | | but never can we get | ||
79 | | what is it | ||
80 | | we don't know what it is | ||
81 | | but it's something it's anything | ||
82 | | it's too many people or not enough | ||
83 | | it's too few trees we need more | ||
84 | | beavers to build riverdams we need | ||
85 | | grapes too or [plums][] from the ice box | ||
86 | | or an ice box even would be nice | ||
87 | | all I have is this cube isn't that right | ||
88 | | or is a sphere a cube a donut a coffee | ||
89 | | cup your hands in mine yes that's right | ||
90 | | now bring the water to your face | ||
91 | | clear and cool and | ||
92 | | full of something | ||
93 | | what is it wanting | ||
94 | | or yearning | ||
95 | | I can see in your eyes they're clear now | ||
96 | | they are as clear as a running stream | ||
97 | | or the sky that's clear right | ||
98 | | or the water that is in the Bahamas | ||
99 | | because I hear that's clear | ||
100 | | you're as clear as the sound of a bell | ||
101 | | you're as clear as the [braying of horses][] | ||
102 | | you're as clear as the glass in God's eye | ||
103 | | and I | ||
104 | | I'm as dull as an ox plowing | ||
105 | | [through fields in his yoke][yoke] | ||
106 | | I'm as dull as clouded amber | ||
107 | | I'm dull as you find me | ||
108 | | tonight after dinner | ||
109 | | I'm reading the crossword | ||
110 | | you're sitting beside me | ||
111 | | you're watching TV. | ||
112 | |||
113 | [hook shot]: theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html | ||
114 | [tell-you]: lovesong.html | ||
115 | [trapped]: howtoread.html | ||
116 | [would be nothing]: no-nothing.html | ||
117 | [nightmares]: in-bed.html | ||
118 | [letter is for you]: poetry-time.html | ||
119 | [no trees]: plant.html | ||
120 | [mountain]: mountain.html | ||
121 | [heart]: moon-drowning.html | ||
122 | [little dog too]: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jUpxmlZ2hyM | ||
123 | [want1]: i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.html | ||
124 | [want2]: fire.html | ||
125 | [want3]: lovesong.html | ||
126 | [plums]: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/245576 | ||
127 | [braying of horses]: table_contents.html | ||
128 | [yoke]: last-passenger.html | ||