Didn't people die every day that you did whatever it was that you did before the day that you died? All while the uncomfortable truth emerged and whispered that you made no good goddamn difference, while the others stress to burnish into new time the lie that says that even that has got to stand good for something, even if, in truth, it was good for absolutely nothing.
Tuesday, November 2, 2021
The National - This is the Last Time
The image reminds me of mercury. When I was in elementary school I remember someone bringing a vial of mercury to school. We played with it, pouring it into the little pencil-shaped concavities that were engraved in our desktops. You could drop it and it would scatter into tiny orbs which could then be coaxed back together into the collective glop.