A Re-Post of One of My Favorites


And all will pass

into the indivisible love

Andre Breton

Remember that -oh so long

ago when we were

ships whose sails

were not made

that day hour by

hour

And ‘oh these things happen’

But now, the winged

octopus will no longer

guide this —!

For life is not always a cabaret

Sometimes it’s just pitching

coffee cups at the trash

after consuming endless days

of creamy middles

and no wafers

in sight.

* *

Or incognito

as the signs

we’re waiting

to receive

while the unspoken words

are put out to sea

And what a shanty they’ll make

And the scurvy they’ll cure

And the doldrums they’ll surpass

And oh the cargo hulls

they’ll begin to fill

So soon they’ll

throw unnecessary passengers

overboard.

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7 thoughts on “A Re-Post of One of My Favorites

  1. This is one of the best poems of yours I’ve read, and I’ve read quite a few of them.
    For life is not always a cabaret
    Sometimes it’s just pitching
    coffee cups at the trash
    after consuming endless days
    of creamy middles
    and no wafers
    in sight.
    This is the simple truth of reality.

    • Thanks, this a poem that’s really close to my heart. It was my return to writing after essentially giving up for about 5 years. It’s also a tribute to Breton and specifically Rosy Death which changed the whole way I thought about writing. And, it marked the beginning of the end of an almost 8 year long relationship.

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