I feel like I’m forgetting who I am
I fell in the tub and I couldn’t get out for an hour
I fell and I saw my life flashing before me
My life interpreted through bits of light and blurs of blue
And distorted wind chimes and I couldn’t get out of the tub
Til I recalled the name of that Einstein Beach man
It is not Phillip Glass
It is certainly not Robert Altman
It is glassy though
Fragments of memory glinting around me
I count my fingers and I count the flecks of dirt beneath them
And I try to count the microscopic things I cannot see
Meghan Lamb recommends Very Beautiful Women, an eBook from Pangur Ban Party.
(For December at Everyday Genius, contributors were asked to recommend something elsewhere on the Internet.)
Robert Wilson!
ReplyDelete