No Problem
To get the jam on the bread
without a knife, use the back
of a spoon. A pencil, and gravity.
Hell, a finger. A screwdriver.
What couldn’t you use, really.
Here is a stack of solutions
offering themselves up to you
every moment. What tools
swirl around you, a school
of glowing fish, of clues.
First we learn to count, and
then to add. Because that is
how life works, one thing,
and another, and another,
until something slips away
or multiplies or splits.
What are you working on
over there. Which problem
are you on. I think we’re
doing this right. Aren’t we.
Intriguing... but I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be thinking outside the box at the end or not.
ReplyDeleteGood one! Offers lots of possibilities for videopoem.
ReplyDeletethat's great, i also prefer
ReplyDeleteto use the traditional
glowing school of fish
of clues.
At this very moment I'd like to know what tools are around me, why am I working on a problem every single minute....I am remembering why graduate school was hell...I need one of those solutions : )
ReplyDeleteI want to hear you sing some more. anytime soon, you think?
ReplyDeleteI just gave my all (well, a lot) to "There, There," but I think I love this one too.
ReplyDeleteDo you think it's fair to say that a lot of your lines and entire poems are about how we know what we think we know or wish we knew? It's a favorite topic of mine, so maybe I'm forcing it . . .
You sang? Here? Where?
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of my sweetie's various projects and tools laying around. Lots of anticipation :).
ReplyDeleteThanks, everyone.
ReplyDeleteRhonda---I'm missing writing songs. That's what I haven't had (made) the time for recently.
Some of my songs are up at my Soundcloud. Here's one: http://soundcloud.com/thestorialist/lightness