Название: Contrapuntal
Автор: Christopher Kondrich
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Языкознание
Серия: Free Verse Editions
isbn: 9781602353695
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fatigued as much as
I’ve seen anyone fatigued,
you could barely connect
to your life and in a way
you felt as though
it were repeating.
You were aware
that it repeated, but
you had no control,
all the little things
you did that day
were out of character,
you had been exposed
to T, the lab bustled
with dishes and you
wore the protective gear,
but you said perhaps
it wasn’t enough,
there could be no
other explanation
for your fatigue,
there had been no out-of-
the-ordinary activity
besides working
with the dishes of T,
which were introduced
that day by members
of a parent company.
When they presented you
and your colleagues
with Petri dishes,
you felt a little uneasy,
but mainly because it
was something new,
not because the dishes
caused some red flag
to pop up, you always
tell me of your uneasiness
when something new
enters your life and
you haven’t had what
you feel is enough time.
I feel it all the time
even now as I recall
the story I once told
Tim and see the path
up ahead that I’m
encountering now,
I haven’t had any
time to prepare
unless you consider
the path I’ve taken
thus far as preparation,
but either way I can
empathize with you,
not to mention empathize
with myself as I felt
that day telling you
that I can because
I did at the time
and I do now.
I memorized the
melodies of the world,
played them back
as I was listening
to them in real time,
the twin melodies
were slightly off,
one was a bit ahead,
or maybe one was
a bit behind, I couldn’t
tell, but this created
an echo that shared
as much of itself
with my ears as
it did its origin.
The melodies amounted
to gibberish, but gibberish
so close that I ascribed
words to it, so I could
take what I wanted.
The tree sang soon
the wind will blow
the leaves from me,
and the bushes rustled
remember, remember.
The tones of the day
were sustained so long
as I held my attention
up against them,
which wasn’t easy,
I wanted and wanted
to fall into the soil.
I was always one for
decorum on an aural level,
but this was new, I was