I used to think you are an aged thing, and that I myself am aging does nothing for equation. Now, I think I have a good effect on everyone but myself. Maybe my role really is to be muse and maybe that’s a stronger position than I once thought. Or maybe I’m standing with my legs parted on either side and am being drilled straight through the middle, hence making desire both the driving and conquering force in my stillness, and awkward, forward motion—picture a longhaired giant stomping wide-legged across a crop, drought below, eyes too large for the scene her shadow makes on the dryness and ration it casts itself over. Picture her knowing how far she has strayed from her initial speculation. Picture her working this into a loose metaphor of a sofabed located in a room where it's colder than it should be, but being defeated when it comes to preparing the line because she does not know if she's the subject or the object here, and it's made even more confusing by the twofold-unfold functions of both.
Posted by caroline at July 15, 2006 5:52 PMMuse yes. Only for others no. You're just to much for yourself at our age. Like a litterary pineapple stuck inside a tight little appleskin. Give your body some time to loosen! I see your best work coming around 29.
You'll see. We'll rent an apartment in Warsaw. You'll smoke and write and I'll scream and sulk. I mean it. I've been thinking about you this way, looking forward to our future days of inspiration.
Posted by: Xavier at July 18, 2006 4:39 AMyou of all people have always had this ability to know what to say to me. like a literary pineapple? OH GOD THAT I UNDERSTAND! Why can't more people communicate to me like that?? one would think it was the OBVIOUS thing to do here, and yet it happens sparingly.
29? i don't know why, but i'm taking your word for it. and not even because my word for it makes little sense to me either way. it seems reasonable. anyway, i have to give you props, because you consistently raise the level of my self awareness. and that's something i'd like to thank you for.
and, my good man, i can sulk. oh, can i gloriously sulk. it goes hand in hand with the smoking. or maybe it prefaced the smoking, we will never be sure. anyway, my point IS: i shall join in on the sulking. it's a funny enough thing for me to do that it will raise my spirits when i just don't know which clause, exactly, would be a better end to the sentence.
Posted by: caroline at July 18, 2006 4:16 PM