EPIPHANY
What Did I Tell You? What did I keep for myself?
05 Sept 2019—22 Sept 2019

I wanted to tie some sense into it
But it never worked
Compound and clarity
Contortion without the elegance
Eloquent.

A smoke screen seeping for the form work
All pinched and primped
All steeled and stilled
All exerts and excerpts
Amalgam.

He told me: too much water it cracks, too little it breaks
But it sounded different coming from him
He told me about the jobs he’d go on
Broken English was a ticket for ridicule
He worked hard. They both did.
We weren’t XXXX, we weren’t XXXX either
It was better than where they’d come from
Supposedly. What are the trade-offs?

What was the word for it?
I can’t remember

We talked about it
I thought about it