Two men, a true story
Let’s go kids, all the 6 of you, all your clothes right now, sharp
Hold Maggie, tie your shoe lace
Walk to the station, no ticket, no compass, off we go
No second review, none, not, the cold wind blows
Maybe the smell of death, the sounds of screams, shots
Keep your packages tight, show the ribbons
One died, two, three, four, some lived
Suck on the bread. Wipe Maggie. Help me. Wash her feet.
The little packet of sugar. Smile at the guards.
And the other man, the second,
Probity, rectitude, the rule book, honor, meticulousness
Uniform, moustache, crisp, clean, a desk, a pen poised,
I will let you go.
You are a young girl. It is not suitable. Against rule 59.
Thank you Mein Heer. Goodbye.
A bike to take, a gift of food, a blanket, off, go, go.

Posted by: Noirette | Jul 23 2007 19:02 utc | 3

Words, words, words, I’m sick of words!
from Tarkovsky’s The Sacrifice
via Jeff Wells
Thank you R’giap,… Steel.

Posted by: Uncle $cam | Jul 23 2007 20:39 utc | 5

Thank you R’giap and B.

Posted by: Siun | Jul 24 2007 2:12 utc | 7

not exactly art pepper

Posted by: slothrop | Jul 24 2007 5:29 utc | 9

I reread this again listening to…
The Cinematic Orchestra
I suggest ‘Child’s Song’, or ‘Colors’ but of course with T.C.O. you can’t go wrong with any pick.
Thank-you R’giap.
Oh, and heads up, you Seattle peeps, they will be there Sept 17th, I’m seriously think of driving out to see em.

Posted by: Uncle $cam | Jul 24 2007 11:29 utc | 11

wherever that was
it is
somewhere so
special
i have waited
fourty two years
to enter
this & that
whatever you want
to call it
at this hour
whenever that is
it is
hour so holy
i hear
this heart
this beautiful heart
fury on fire
for forty two
years i yearned
for farewells
to wherever
it is
that
i go
oh yes
i go
to wherever
it is
where
you are
mixing medicine
with woman
whoever
she is
she is
so silent
as she steps
inside you
inside her
wherever
that is
here or there
for that matter
no
where else
so they say
& i believe
them there
or here
for that matter
always arriving
wherever you want
wherever
that is
it is
somewhere so
close i climb
connecting cables
to whatever
it is that
i connect
inventions we initiate
when
we wired
words in water
somewhere so
sacred seas
take toll
as it is
suggested
in ecclesiastes example
that comes
to mind
whatever that was
i have lost
that amongst other
things i thread
wherever
it is
necessary
to go
down
full fathom five
something like that
something seamen said
some time
whenever that was
you can
figure
it out
from dates
you divulge
in meetings
i mention
here
only to offer
conspiracies so clumsy
you can
stand waiting
outside room
somewhere deep
in waters
surrounding sister
i once knew
so many
so they say
when writing
words on walls
certainly in china
today in august
long time after
great proletarian
cultural revolution
whatever that was
it went
past
quite quickly
so they say
when
i am weeping
watching walls waver
berlin to bering
seas so strong
they take
histories whole
so they say
& i believe
books i buried
in backyard
somewhere
in australia
perhaps in stockholm
by old city
before
we went
to bar
& borrowed bible
for something
i stole
from old
testament something
like that leaving
rest for revivalists
who want
simpler schemes
so sorry
i cannot
help them
or you
in this
or other
circumstances so clear
i want
to go
back to middle
ages when
we were
blind so blind
we could not
see
for thousand
years something
like that
so they say
after augustine
whoever he was
he may have
invented
sins so solid
they have lasted
for another
thousand years whatever
you want
to call
it immersion
something like that
moving with missionaries
who are marching
somewhere in
united states wherever
that is
where militias mimic
people’s liberation army
without the people
or liberation
whatever that was
sometime so
long ago
on long
march through mountains
wherever that was
yenan you yearning
some room
somewhere in suburbs
australia accumulating
answers for ascension
never came
not that day
nor this
whenever that was
it was
day another day
i survived
so they say
& i believe
when
i regard
eyes so blind
father so
blind
i break
brittle as any
piece of wood
you attach
to painting
you are
creating
confessions for crowd
wherever they are
they are
theme i am
elaborating here
heartbroken
as lsu hsun
somewhere in shanghai
summing up
eighty percent
or twenty percent
something like that
whether
a man
was
good or bad
stalin example
mao used
seventy five
percent good twenty
five percent bad
in general scheme
made him
good man
to lead
comrades into chaos
we will
call last instance
of this
century whatever
time you want
i will give
it to you
when
i arrive
on shore
but this boat
goes
backwards & forwards
nearly dropping me
on other
side by side
with other
warriors whoever
they are
they are
people i once
made acquaintance
before
i was overthrown
somewhere near santiago
1973 something
like that
angels arrived
blindfolded & broken
in way
we are
when
walls close
in on
us whoever
we were
we were
using force
so they say
when
i sang
so beautifully
with this
voice this
beautiful voice
& became border
i keep on
crossing
roads & paths
whatever you want
to call that
look
it up on
your maps
not so
useful now
we are without
navigators
or names
you could use
on your way
to wherever
it is that
you go
& on
this day
i am missing
her in heart
i do not
posess for occassions
you offer
this day that
night we wore
each other
down here$
oh down
here wherever
we are
down here down
here down
detailing our destruction
in so many
words we will
as always announcing
arrivals & departures
to wherever
it is that
we go
down here
i am
determining detonation
dumb as descartes
calculating
this & that
amounting all
i have
at this point
of time whatever
that was
oh yes
that was
something i stole
early very early
powdering my body
my beautiful body
with weeds
wherever
it was
it was
site so specific
you cannot
go there
go here
come back
to me
my baby
come back
baby my baby
i am not
ashamed to announce
this & that
whatever you want
we will
have to go
back to wherever
it was
in beginning something
like that
concluding commencement
emulating the end
whatever
that is
it is
something i stole
back then whenever
that was
it was
time to tell
you about her
whoever she was
she was
divine as destruction
i am
doomed
to this
to that
whatever you want
to call
out in night
as i am
this night
beginning of august
whenever
that was
it was
way she went
down
so far
down i detail
this
here & there
for what
its worth
i am burning
all letters
i wrote
on walls
of another
whoever or wherever
she was
she was
alison from adelaide
no one
else elaborated
other
than thread
i carry
in pockets
with other
treasures
have taken
their toll
so much
i cannot
pay back
whatever
it was that
you wanted
so they said
& i believed
them watching
from columns
in hall
where
i went
down
so far
down
i have
never returned
to tell
yo of her
& all
flames i fought
here & there
i have
& still
do you
love this
love whatever
you want
to call
at thats hour
four in morning
whenever
it is
it is
time to tell
how
i persuaded
her to have
held me
while winds
went
through this
& that
whatever you want
to call
it that
storm continuing
for centuries
it is suggested
when
i fall
to sleep
that
i never have
here & there
for so many
years & decades
whatever
you want
to call
this time
oh i call
it something else
something so special
i haven
not talent
to say it
& pray
that one
day i will
when
i wake
& want
as other
men are men

Posted by: remembereringgiap | Jul 25 2007 13:36 utc | 13