Tuesday, July 5, 2011

TC: Footsteps


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Intersection (downtown Vancouver): photo by Evan Leeson, 3 August 2009





Some crisis of a ruthless order

Must have driven us all off into our warrens

Of private dilemma and compensation

In subjective device, dressed up as

Lifestyle I don’t doubt given the rue

With which if not to seem even greater

Fools we must look back upon a protracted

Adolescence, squeezed into corner pockets

The knowledge of the subject becomes

Actual just at the moment there’s this

Hollow sound of knocking at the door

Followed by footsteps of some singular

Person withdrawing on his or her own

Into whatever constitutes the future






2 comments:

Old 333 said...

Interesting, and with some truly muscular use of language. Thanks for this, Mr. Clark and Vanitas - a pleasure.

TC said...

Thanks very much, Peter.

Muscles, yes, I think I almost remember those.