Me and the body
At two these are midnight thoughts, gray thoughts
The gray is a mere happenstance
Me and the body-a chance event
I mean the words me and the body
The words struck me just a while ago
You know I am trying to distance myself from the body
I am trying to distance myself from an ugly thing which suffers from cold,fever,body ache etc.
Why do I say “me and the body” as though they are buddies ?
I would like to forget the body but what can I do if it tags along with me?
I therefore carry my body everywhere
That gives me a creepy feeling
Carrying my body everywhere ?
So we are now two entities-“me” and “the body”
THE BODY OF COURSE COMES WITH ME EVERYWHERE
LIKE Laurel and Hardy
This canvas is empty and I therefore people it with my thoughts
People it with my thoughts is a happenstance
Just like me and the body
The kids in the park stage sleep and wakefulness in sequence
Other kids seek each other out behind bush and shadow
Some kids throw a no-parking white sign into the white of the sky
All the while we(me and the body) are coaxing poetry to happen in our parks,on our roads,at the bus stop
Between the old men on the park bench speaking to each others silence
About a man who stood in a hole of the sky building a roof for somebody’s head
This way we try to people this gray canvas with thoughts
Just like my mind is crowded with thoughts
Actually I am filling the canvas with mere images
Images of people and things happening to them
Not all things but only those which further my poetry
Together we people this canvas with thoughts,with poetry.