David Lynch

(This is the most recent piece in a project that begins here.)

— | – What is that?
Hm?
— | – Nevermind.
You mean the sound?
— | – Nevermind.

I actually ended up going about it in a round about way
So I named a few things quite differently than I originally thought
Or how they were named when they were born
Then David Lynch arrives here
What to do with it now is,
But no, it’s not a question
I was saying something else

Going back, there was more life than I was willing to describe
Or perhaps I omitted it, knowing full well that it was there
It was there as I crashed through the walls
As she walked and we watched her in profile
It was there at the tree-line though I was careful to include it there
— I remember it once when I…
She trails off
I wait
Blink
Unsure if she will continue
— I used many more words then. All the time.
Blink
— Like now. Somewhat.
I stare up at a streetlight and note the flaring pattern it makes
It must exist on the surface of my eye
Tilt my head
Tilt it back
I wonder why I never mentioned the birds
Or did I
– You’re speaking in retrospect?
Hm?
I’m not sure exactly
Perhaps I won’t mention them
Perhaps I have
I should try and think back
– It’s there in the words.
Yes
I’m not quite sure I’ll recognise them
Except if they walk by very slowly, make eye-contact and perhaps stop
I might need a fair amount of time to look

— | – I once thought about measuring the words.
But how would you?
— | – Oh I imagine it would be simple enough. Some measure. Of something.
What would it mean?
— | – It wouldn’t be for meaning, it would be for measuring.
I suppose.
Then there are the times I have to stand at the corner of the night
Push against it to make it move
Open up the light for the day-hours
For the people
And the movement, the rituals that come with it

There is a house relocating itself from the ground to a wall
Attaching itself re-oriented so that the wall of the building forms its floor
Each part is moving very slowly until it detaches
It moves to its corresponding place on the wall
On the materials already there
I think the house is familiar
Or it resembles one I know
Then I understand that I know of no houses
The shape is unfamiliar
It’s not a house