Enforced Economy

It’s Monday, so it must be time for poetry. Here is another selection from my favorite poet written while he was on his grand tour.

the road strips you down.

or rather,

the road lets you do it-

just hands you the knife.

you abandon 99%

before you start

and don’t notice.

a bit more goes

after the first long day

with an obese pack,

the white rind shaved off.

with pack balanced,

you turn the blade on yourself,

begin whittling at the edges,

probing for bits of flab

to excise with a flick.

the blade ducks behind the eyes,

a selective lobotomy:

weak thoughts culled,

half-formed notions

sculpted complete

or pared completely.

what’s left


the stone of you.

p. ferenczi

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