Ways of Talking
Conviction of Sin
(I.E, es, esse, “essence,” “Being”
& where did sin get so badly
stigmatized? A shame how it
confuses the issues.)
My Lucid Schemes
Once I came to realize how
impoverished I am, inadequate,
reductive: ripping-off pants from
wholes, thieving, lying; bully in
a china shop as it were, damaged
& damaging tink, tank, tunk &
hullaballo…
well, then: hello? what the hell!
I can do no right, might as well
do my damndest, know what I’m
saying? knowing how imperfect
& accusable, how wrong & wrong-
able I must be from any other point
of view & they’d be good enough
to tell me, or what are colleagues
for, reciprocal in our pursuit of
truth & intellectual freedom.
I was saying…
now I know with complete
conviction the crimes I commit
to the holy—my lucid schemes,
my it’s-the-principle-of-the-thing,
my aims, my goals & golden
intentions (the more blond my
ambition: the more blinding,
my oblivion occludes the
remainders of the days & rest
of the matters at hand, humbling
and freeing at once.
So: might as well take my stand;
you got a problem with that?
Come, let us season together.
xxxooo, The Misfit
(“A Good Man is Hard to Find.”)
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