Ninteen

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

Lines for psychological boundaries
Adherence to boundaries
Examination of them
Placement
Number
Counting
The counting of things

Nineteen

The next thing is folded into the mass of words
Selfishly I take on the same voicing
The same identity
Because it is the same identity
I look and within I find greed
Self importance
It is good
The primary concern is to liberate the words
To void the identity
So that they live apart from the horror that is psyche
I think that I set them upon the earth
Then I change it
Medusa taught me that
I travel
Go back and erase it
Change it
Insert myself over and over again
Insert the same thing
Insert an abstract thing
And it is so important not to count
So I don’t count
They walk the earth
They adapt behaviours
My behaviours
Connected by the thinnest of threads
Pare away all the ego
The history
The vocabulary
There
It is good

I can disassemble myself with the words
And so I disassemble
There is nothing of me that has meaning
Nothing that has beauty
I want the things that I make with my hands to endure
And the sooner I can be done the better
So they can walk upon the surface of the earth