Archives for January, 2012
To be nothing
Thursday, January 26th, 2012
To have as many as possible. No. To be had by as many as possible, more right to the have. Not much, though. Not by much. Also, to be had by one, if one stays as one of many. To be had by one as many risks no having much. Then had by some, possible [...]
Friday, January 13th, 2012
Wherein comes the thing. The things. Brought home from elsewhere. Forgotten by elseones. And good, this way. I don’t remember what they remember. Not for that – things, found and taken when wandering. Foreign so, without memories. No ties, no bonds. For example, the plate, dipped with paint. Now on the wall. But no! No [...]
Wednesday, January 4th, 2012
Home bar, then. To listen what the city is up to. What the people are. There is great hope in sitting on a barstool, hearing, when not waiting for the night on a bench. Alone with all, then. All fast talking, shouting, silencing in a beer, a whisky, a vodka. All walking in a crowded [...]