I'm not there yet

by Mirrored Lips

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Runover 02:39
Run over by your mother Three blocks down from your home I am lying on the road Your mum’s breath seized up Mrs Keywest cannot believe What has just happened Looking around and seeing nothing, She looks around one last time, staggers back into the car, turns the key, goes past me and flees. I am looking at your receding Texas plate The Dutch tilt gives me nausea Mrs Keywest, here’s a tenner for Tony Can I drop by after lunch, if I’m feeling any better?
On the other bank, stands Lil Do I dunno where I’m headed In the Endless Column I’m in bear guts The bear is in a huge rubber ducky From Ho Chi Minh In the duck is a Fabergé egg An egg from the storefront of a 24/7 jewelers on Nevsky Prospekt On the other bank, stands Lil Do I dunno where I’m headed In the Endless Column I’m wearing my father’s belt The belt is faux leather Skin on my head The head lives in a rental I’m lying in a bar On a couch wearing my father’s belt On the other bank, stands Lil Do I dunno where I’m headed Smoothly flowing along with the Column
You mean, that obscure hijacked flight That blew up over the Karelian Isthmus Killing some unknown people Whom barely anybody mourned? I did it for the birds. And as remains and carry-ons Were descending onto swampy forest clearings The skies roared as they never did before And flocks of seagulls took home red droplets on their pointed wings
Moscow, 1967, watercolor, 30x40 Unknown artist We are in the drawing On a bench near a day hospital waiting for him to come out Near by, a child holds a ball on the pavement A woman with a stroller Put her bag on our bench A babushka in a charcoal coat and a headscarf Tightly holds my mother in her arms I’m not there yet I’m not there yet A fantastic composition
The last thing Katatsumoridako, an ancient giant mollusk, saw Was a blazing bright rainbow. The last thing he heard Was his own fading pulse. The last thing he remembered Was his former life, the one before last. Her name, her long wet hair, A fast car he bought And crushed on the wrong side of the road. And in the air, suddenly saturated with gasoline and oil, “You can buy meat only in a marketplace!” Hung her regular phrase cut short As a half-finished drawing. Valera has quite an eye for photography His grasp of space and time Stuns me so deeply That I do not quite believe it As I don’t believe in a higher consciousness, apart from my own. In his former life before last, Katatsu never went to see movies. In his former life, he was an ugly stupid woman, Now he's a mollusk Next, he will be reborn as one of Valera’s photos, framed on a wall, covering a crack.


released May 3, 2018

Recordered at Deaf Riga Studio by P. Borisov
Mixed and mastered by M.P. Wood
Cover art: Vlada


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