“A repitition is the re-enactment of past experience toward the end of isolating the time segment which has lapsed in order that it, the lapsed time, can be savored of itself and without the usual adulteration of events that clog time like peanuts in a brittle.” Walker Percy – The Moviegoer
and tilts the world one over.
A true friend, this view -
for all the places on the map
and all the people proud of their own,
it's what we've been through and been through together
as any good brother'd understand.
"And if you're partial to the night sky,
if you're vaguely a-ttracted to roof-tops."
Because the mood only comes round
once in a blue moon'r two,
you're best to cling awarely
tight, give full reign in order
see how far it travels you...
Thinking what a mysterious and lovely thing
how stories bend and bond, amalgamate
their characters. Thinking how
"What's mine is yours
and yours of course is mine."
A pack full and leaning there
lazy on the wall
knowing all is primed and yet
unpromised, hidden round the corner
hidden somewhere neath
the hard and frozen earth,
thawing come the morning
come these colden sun days.
