What we’re trying to do is insanely complicated
First to comprehend a world of objects
The infinity of things and events
Of states of affairs always in flux
And I admit to a persistent anxiety
Provoked not only by overwhelming plenitude
Nor by incessant fluctuation
But more prominently by indistinct extent
That is by the manifest fact
That things and events and states of affairs
Want boundaries or rather
That such boundaries as they exhibit
Are fuzzy blurred ill-defined nebulous unfocussed
And to be frank
As if I’ve been lying up to now
Distorted as if concealing themselves
From whom
From me
Who bear the responsibility of defining of focussing
Tucking things into a procrustean bed
Herring boxes to serve as sandals
All of which might simply owe
To feeble powers of observation
Or what amounts to the same thing
Feeble powers of inference
So that secondly we might respond appropriately
To the facticity of things
Or God forbid put them to good use
This is a craziness that drives me nuts
Because unless I’m much mistaken
Absorbed as is probable in solipsistic mirage
Most of time reality is unreal
Even as I trip over a chair
Again
How do you trip over a fucking chair
I know that from time to time
I do the right thing the responsible thing
But always with this underlying fear
That I just don’t know
That I might have missed something important
Bad Chef Inspector Clouseau impression
Becoze Ä dent wahnt to foal
And don’t get me started on sequence
The firstlies and the secondlies
I got started on them myself long since
Quoth the raven evermore
Perched upon the bust of E A Poe
No brandy and roses for me thanks mourners
I’ve substituted that drug
Registered in the pharmacopia
As facile self-condemnation
To say nothing of manual dexterity
Or rather its lack
Or rather its precipitous deterioration
And yet nevertheless I do seem
To find the wherewithal to indulge
This sickly confessional etude
Or perhaps the wherewithal merely befalls me
Or has merely befallen me
Long since as I say
Do I second guess myself
Very well then I second guess myself
And thirdly and fourthly too
Anyway I generally get out of bed
Unless confined to the infirmary
Did I mention that I sneeze too loud
Doesn’t really help us plan our project
Does it
All the while the world is on fire
Okay some places are cool
Let’s not sweepingly generalize
But seriously
The world
Fire