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2 | title: Something about the nature of poetry and time | ||
3 | genre: verse | ||
4 | |||
5 | project: | ||
6 | title: Stark Raving | ||
7 | css: stark | ||
8 | order: 5 | ||
9 | next: | ||
10 | - title: The Moon is drowning | ||
11 | link: moon-drowning | ||
12 | - title: AMBER alert | ||
13 | link: amber-alert | ||
14 | prev: | ||
15 | - title: The Big Dipper | ||
16 | link: big-dipper | ||
17 | - title: Worse looking over | ||
18 | link: worse-looking-over | ||
19 | ... | ||
20 | |||
21 | I'm writing this now because I have to. \ | ||
22 | Not in some "my soul yearns for this and \ | ||
23 | I can't help it" way, but in the way that this \ | ||
24 | moment is structured as such, that it is \ | ||
25 | crystallized this way, me writing this, and later \ | ||
26 | you reading it, now for you, later for me, | ||
27 | |||
28 | and this tenuous connection mates me \ | ||
29 | and you forever, combined with each other, two \ | ||
30 | electrons momentarily entwined. Later, \ | ||
31 | when I'm dead or far too famous for you, and \ | ||
32 | you're in school, reading my words because it is \ | ||
33 | required reading, I want you to remember this | ||
34 | |||
35 | connection we've always had, this \ | ||
36 | spider's thread hanging between you and me. \ | ||
37 | Which of us is the spider and which is \ | ||
38 | the fly still remains to be seen. To \ | ||
39 | eat, perchance to fly: all of that and \ | ||
40 | more. We can settle all of this later. | ||
41 | |||
42 | Yes, it is you I'm thinking of in your later \ | ||
43 | time: you specifically, not another. This \ | ||
44 | is true for all _x_ such that _x_ > 0 and \ | ||
45 | _x_ is a real person, though it doesn't bother me \ | ||
46 | to write to a fictional figure or to \ | ||
47 | a figment, maybe, of my imagination. This is | ||
48 | |||
49 | what you are right now, anyway, dear Reader, is \ | ||
50 | it not? I'm talking about my now, of course, not later, \ | ||
51 | which is your now. Later will be my now too, \ | ||
52 | and maybe I'm ultimately writing to a future part of this \ | ||
53 | self: you could very well be me. \ | ||
54 | In fact, you probably are me, some other version, and | ||
55 | |||
56 | I am you in the past, or what you could've been, and \ | ||
57 | at the same time, this isn't true. Everything is, \ | ||
58 | and nothing isn't. The difference between "you" and "me" \ | ||
59 | is in name only. Maybe you'll get this later, \ | ||
60 | when you're older, when I'm older, when all of this \ | ||
61 | is something we'll look fondly back to, | ||
62 | |||
63 | because I do hope to meet you, although much later, \ | ||
64 | and I hope your feeling is the same. All this \ | ||
65 | talk on me and you and you and me we'll keep between us two. | ||