Pandemic Year

Pandemic Year

It stopped moving,

the seconds pendulum in my parents

’ grandfather clock.

                                    When was that?          ….

I am confused as                                                                                             ?)aren’t you(?

I sit here looking

            facing the glass

                                                            bay doors to the

                                                            clock of my world

Home

            more than not

                                                            (…except when…)

I have watched the sun

pendulum from one side of the world

and back

and I just don’t know

their clock has not worked since…what?…the 80s?

and this now, then, is…

            when?

the sun has not stopped singing blazes

and this now, then, is…

            what?

the pendulum’s out of phase

and this now, then, is…

            who?

six months is one second is six months

is

one

second

a half swing a full swing

a guillotine of time

you (could) see it coming down

like a mountain falling

                                                                                                            like mounting the fall

                        so much frantic scrambling beneath

yet it appears frozen                                       (the mountain? … the scrambling? … the mounting?)

or cooked solid

            that 6/1 a cold/heat

that is how a glacier forms

                                                carves and thaws

with a single swing    

                        back and

forth

wait…

            what?

can the organ of me

filter

            so many…

process

            so much…

what? 

            Impurity?

no

a sublimated condensation of time

no

a distillation of life

a too pure distillate of the disobedient world

this is no moonshine   (it is too pure?)

perhaps:  it is starshine direct?

yes

wait…

            what?

what is this chemistry?

a little mRNA in the arm

and

I am making bad jokes           

                                    intoxicated                 

                                                                                                (not poisoned?)

then-now

auf einmal: opportunities

                        too sudden-too late                

out of praise

            or was it…

out of…

                                                                                                (immeasurable,

                                                                                                 the period of my)

looking-over-my-shoulder-looking-ahead

hollow

            or was it…

hallo(w)

we are children anew                          newborns

                        bloodily birthed

some of us

orphaned

                                    So lebe ich, so leben wir

now-then                                                                     what do you say?

what do you say––

                                                slowly: now-then

what do you say––

––

––

            let us play

(but who will call us in for supper?)

            let us play

(but…)

hör auf mit den buts

            let us play

(!!!)           

let us play

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