Monday, January 02, 2017

Field Guide to Outside

Then, for the first time really,
My aunt has nothing more to say on the subject.

I had a long walk home. A line a mile long.
Something is always far away.

Friday afternoon a messenger came up
from the darkness of the movie house.

 Socrates said you can know the unknown
because you remember it. He was in a dangerous mood.

I was hardly awake. I took out a clean dish towel.
For a while there, I thought I was the only person in the world.

A 'found' poem, with lines taken from SE Hinton, The Outsiders; Paul Zindel, Harry and Hortense at Hormone High; Rebecca Solnit, Field Guide to Getting Lost.