CARTOGRAPHY
She buys a torn and faded map
All the continents
are misshapen
The rivers smudged.
Her faith is inexhaustible.
So here I am
The bridge she will never cross.
The Cataratic mapmaker rubbing his
Eyes knowing only one route.
I stand on the other side
Watch her put on a mask
So we will know exactly
How she feels, watch
Her turn away
With map in hand
Watch her
As she gets
Smaller
And smaller.
I am on the otherside
Sitting on a chair in an empty room
In an abandoned house,
The windows have been boarded shut.
With my finger I erase
A ring of water
Left behind by her glass
It is true that I loved her
I am gaunt and my ribs
Are showing.
Sunday, January 07, 2007
THE ECONOMY OF LOVE
The contradictions of strength
Iron versus Spider Thread. ( Misconception )
Surface thoughts ( Pre-conception)
To settle: to stop searching { macro}
To settle down: To start living ===attention to detail. (micro)
To settle: To give up.
Opportunity costs = give this up for that,
“What am I worth to her?”
Economy / Exchange
Market pressure.
The invisible hand
Of a divisible God.
Quid Pro Quo = this for that.
Short changed=Jipped, Jewed.
I sold a cow
for a bag
of magical beans
and she is angry
and doesn't understand.
She gives me coal
I give her back diamonds.
My hands bloody from
Parlor Tricks.
Slight of Hand = She loves me
Now she doesn’t
Opportunity costs and the
Point of diminishing returns.
Today is Black Monday
The great crash
Men jumping out of windows like lead love-birds
It’s 1929 again
The beginning of the great depression.
copyright c.a. leibow 2007
The contradictions of strength
Iron versus Spider Thread. ( Misconception )
Surface thoughts ( Pre-conception)
To settle: to stop searching { macro}
To settle down: To start living ===attention to detail. (micro)
To settle: To give up.
Opportunity costs = give this up for that,
“What am I worth to her?”
Economy / Exchange
Market pressure.
The invisible hand
Of a divisible God.
Quid Pro Quo = this for that.
Short changed=Jipped, Jewed.
I sold a cow
for a bag
of magical beans
and she is angry
and doesn't understand.
She gives me coal
I give her back diamonds.
My hands bloody from
Parlor Tricks.
Slight of Hand = She loves me
Now she doesn’t
Opportunity costs and the
Point of diminishing returns.
Today is Black Monday
The great crash
Men jumping out of windows like lead love-birds
It’s 1929 again
The beginning of the great depression.
copyright c.a. leibow 2007
I BUILD A WALL
Of broken
Nights and shattered
Mornings that have
Been cast off to the
Side of the road.
To separate us -
Because I loved
Too much,
I take my
Blue excesses
And mix it
With the mortar
Reinforcing it.
*
Because I loved
Too Much
I dig a new ocean
Deeper than
My longing
To divide us -
People always
Asking about my
Soiled clothes.
I tell them,
"I am building
A wall
An Ocean
A Boundary
Because
I loved
Too much."
*
Because I loved you
Too much
I am dismantling our
Memories piece by
Piece, cataloging
Them away with
Tags that I make
From the scratching
Sound of sad old phonographs,
I file away the last one
As the music slows
Even slower till the springs
Unwind.
Of broken
Nights and shattered
Mornings that have
Been cast off to the
Side of the road.
To separate us -
Because I loved
Too much,
I take my
Blue excesses
And mix it
With the mortar
Reinforcing it.
*
Because I loved
Too Much
I dig a new ocean
Deeper than
My longing
To divide us -
People always
Asking about my
Soiled clothes.
I tell them,
"I am building
A wall
An Ocean
A Boundary
Because
I loved
Too much."
*
Because I loved you
Too much
I am dismantling our
Memories piece by
Piece, cataloging
Them away with
Tags that I make
From the scratching
Sound of sad old phonographs,
I file away the last one
As the music slows
Even slower till the springs
Unwind.
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