«question»
the element of surprise is the building block of the body,
the substance of quotidian life -
what, with even the sturdy beams and frames of bones,
pivoting and shifting
all at once like a house on hinges,
you didn't know?
your schedules that pepper
your strict lined papers,
crossed out with the same ballpoint pen that etched them,
routines pried out of a day's pine tree,
as much like lovers' initials as you can make them,
what else is there to rely on?
Jonathan BEARD
«answer»
i rely
on listless days and sleepless nights,
that constant that pervades my days
like graph lines across axes of variables
i do not recognise
they twist and turn and startle me from behind
and wrap around my limbs
and overwhelm the time in my watch's arms...
and only then... with hands tied and feet bound,
am i led along paths where time is skewed
and made to see what to my eyes
has theretofore been mewed
so right you are, my friend,
to say the element of surprise
—though a constant and a strife—
is the very essence of my body,
the substance of my quotidian life...
Solvi
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