Leaving Atlanta, 10 March, 2010

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Leaving Atlanta,
10 March, 2010

Exercised, as the red-eye
the dun runway
                    it’s offices of uncertainty,
             like the maths holding us airborne
fleeting equations jambed
                & skimmed over

Wordsworth used to compose by pacing, what would he have
made of this? Probably something
about a bended childhood

                   (remember we watched the children slalom in the fountains of the Olympic park,
                                   & walked the park as though we were disguising limits
                                                                                                                                              fielding our
                                                                     alternatives with all the insouciance of the
                                                                                                                             discarded tourists we were)

Accumulation and dispersion the twin energies, each
              fighting to keep the other honest

                                : shorthand for conceding that space, as a concept
                                                                                                                   held the ring

                                                                     and that we fluctuate, in time with our own incitements

                                                                                       and that we, as much as anyone, are compelled to obey the

                                                  magnitude of our own resources

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