Gravitation rules all. Emily Dickinson called it, the flood suction.
Next door neighbor believes life and objects are mostly down
to earth, except the human mind. He said,
"we just go about
mopping it up. I call it the theory of everything. Stephen Hawking
is still working on this symphony." So I asked him, "what about
quantum mechanics, is that sort of like a loud cantata
like a car wreck on a saturday night beneath
falling stars?
Or is it like string theory all wrapped up in tissue paper tied with
a pink ribbon or like rooms connected by sun light going through
opened doors?" Looking puzzled, he said, "I don't know.
Ask your barber or the bartender or the cook.
If anyone should
know it would be them."
I began peeling away zones ofthe inner mind like one big history
lesson. Searching about the hidden places. Turning all
skeleton keys. Making darkness turn the other way.
About Stanley Noah
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