Dec 12, 2007 17:33
Yes it is sickening that we come
that we go that we dissembling live
that we leave that there is anywhere in the world someone like us
it is that we are always like a that never that
why we is it me
why is it that I am always separated from the one I love it is because of
some final thing, that is what makes you a that, that I don't do
though everyone denies it who loves you
that makes it a that too
why is it that everyone denies it it's apparent as the air
you breathe and you don't want to be breathed do you
why don't you
because it would make you that air
and if you were that air you
would have to hear yourself
no I will never do that
so when you speak to me I will always be other
it will be like the strains of an organist on a piano
you will hate certain intimacies which to me were just getting to know
you
and at the same time
you know that I don't want to know you
because the palm stands in the window disgusted
by being transplanted, she feels that she's been outraged and she has
by well-wisher me, she well wishes that I leave her alone and my self alone
but tampering
where does that come from? childhood? it seems good
because it brings back the that
that which we wish that which we want
that which a ferry can become a bicycle if it wants to get
across the river
and doesn't care how
though you will remember a night
where nothing happened
and we both were simply that
and we loved each other so
and it was unusual
frank o'hara