Laura Goldstein (Chicago, USA): "A Creature..."

A CREATURE THAT HAD LIFE IN IT BUT NO LONGER HAS LIFE IN IT

daft habits jolt into damped laps, you can say “don’t worry about it” several many times and at the end of what’s this an episode, fractured season realized into sub pieces we’ll then see that but the telling truth of now begs you, new friend, for some other advice—

relax into civilization. money ekes out the pores: cleaning it kills it. I thought that I would write you but you’re already written. I thought that I could fight you but I’m actually smitten. i thought that I was right in the place where I’m sitting but actually I’m already off on a mission—

flowers unearthed strewn in and around the empty fire time and time in, time out again,  eventual crumble toward the end of something’s life span, not visible but sensed, why denote or demarcate an aspect that evokes questioning on grounds of difference. it was in the 80s when these questions began to solidify and then step backwards—

and go to the bottom as a creature whose life is not worth saving (robinson crusoe) about a bucket or a truck of coins could now be considered a truckload of corrected manuscripts corrected by the finest editors, copied by the cunningest hacks, manifested by the most brilliant businessmen working in the literary world today—

© Laura Goldstein 2008