not a pretty picture. not a good. not a bad. picture. but an argument.

Monday, November 12, 2012

river and light

are you looking for the perfect moment?  are you looking for the perfect anything?  perfect is perfect and everything is perfect and nothing.  what does perfect mean?  you torment yourself with perfect.  you have a yoke between you and your language and yet the word is innocent.  the yoke is your own violent making, the conjunction between mind and being, a bastardized yearning that hooks all words impossibly back toward themselves, but words are empty spaces meant only to be held as gentle hands.

unhook the yoke.  look for nothing.  there - now - breathe.