Song of My Brothers, the Latest Non Sequitur

Posted by on Jun 1, 2010 in Akbar Lightning, anxiety, Globatron, Survival

I Know that we do not die
yet the problem remains
what we do here
and what matters

I do not speak of place
the way dirt is a thing under toenails
or eyes focus on a piece of glass.
I say Here, this is what I mean,
can You see,


i am painfully naïve, I know
I can know in many ways
yet i don’t
know my place
in this here.

It is true You Know well
what I say,
though i see that proof
only goes
to the ears that were made to hear it.

It is not that I know you.
I Know that the you
which complains
makes me feel,
like a dislodged shoulder,
all the matter
sending signals to the brain

the You I know
is not a single nerve in your body
but the whole of it
the Nervous System
as it were.

And you, a single nerve.
doing your thing.

i didn’t learn to argue
the Fine Art of logic escapes me.
to have position, a desk in the row
does not concern Me in the least.

the lesson
never practical
but Practical
and the route by which I reach it
these are things I spend eternities inviting

Closest to the Source, they said
i was on fire at one time
but lightning strikes a place
and takes the air around it.
Beauty and terror
so often jabbing
soft tissues beyond the cage
sternum and skull
carpals and knees

the fall down and skinning
is a drama
the Ground surely
but can only wait for your arrival
cannot hold you now
only mirrors Survival

are you real? i ask myself
though the question is absurd (depending on how I write it).
and it must be asked
who else will do it?

Is the other
a suit of skin?
Or a personality.
If it becomes too tight
does it cut off circulation?

Or do you live outside it
though within it
only wear it temporarily
your pajamas in your life-bed.

Is this a song of you?
Maybe it is.
But more likely,
it is a porthole
without arms and ammunition

a relic to observe
and then move on.
if i do not move quickly
it is not that I do not want
to learn the next thing
only that i do not want to learn
these things too quickly.



  1. Akbar Lightning
    June 2, 2010

    this is a beautiful work, but i fear that i know you too well to truly experience it…in other words, i would almost request some direction from you, as to how i might, being someone who knows you rather well, position myself to this work, since the work itself is so alive with references to exactly this…

    there are a great variety of readings i might give that all depend upon prior information.

    when i try to read it removed from this knowledge, it is what i would call a very good work, but i feel somehow that i strip it down by doing so, not by judging it, but by the very act of trying to read it without the personal…

    i suppose i am infected by it…my comment seems to be caught up in the claims here..and that excites me…

    damn…you are a wizard…although i am happy to see you wielding your magic wand, i am a bit unsettled by the power…and that excites me…

  2. Greg
    June 2, 2010

    You know I really could have used you guys during the poetry section of my lit classes. Not really one into poetry. I do however love Shakespeare. That man knew how to frame mankind all too well. MacBeth is my favorite I would say. Anyway it was an interesting read.

    Maybe I will post some stories of what I saw in Desert Storm, who knows.

  3. crystl37
    June 2, 2010

    Beautiful logocentric, really. From someone who knows you barely at all-but maybe better than I think, this is a great work.

    Akbar’s comment is very interesting as well. It make me wonder, how this will read when I do know more about you. This winter, when I first happened upon, I felt a resonance that I hadn’t ever experienced when perusing a blog, I began commenting and shortly started getting to know more about globatron, the person. As we conversed via email eventually I came to know the situation with byrons health. As soon as I knew that, I immediately went back and started re reading his posts. My favorites were still my favorites, but the contrast between my completely objective reading, and the subjective interpetration after I knew more about the person was striking, to say the least. This is something to which I have given much thought,and I regularly attempt to read byrons posts from both perspectives. The better I become acquainted, the more futile this exercise seems. Exactly as Akbar describes. And I concur, that once you do know an author,personally, removing the personal knowledge from your reading of their work does seem to strip it bare. But not in the way it is bare when read before you knew them, or the way you read something by someone you have no prior knowledge of.

    I guess what I am trying to say, is that there is no better or more desirable way to experience a particular work. Nor do I believe we have a choice. This piece is powerful and speaks volumes, to each of us, in the context of our experience with the author, among a myriad of other contexts.

    Though I don’t know the backstory in the reality of your life experiences, I know from our recent discussion that you and I are on a similar path to a deeper understanding of the questions you ponder, this is a brilliant expression of this quest, and extremely insightful handling of the topic.

    It is very interesting what you say about the ground seeing the fall down and skinning-thought provoking for sure.

    It is not that I know you.
    I Know that the you
    which complains
    makes me feel,
    like a dislodged shoulder,
    all the matter
    sending signals to the brain

    I had tried for years during a period of struggle in a relationship to express the sensation of a persons voice, when speaking certain words, having a physically detrimental effect on me. You nail it right here. Like a dislodged shoulder, pain signals to the brain, outstanding.

  4. Logocentric
    June 2, 2010

    akbar: i have a similar experience when i read it. although–i re-read it after your comment and can say that, as with any piece of writing, there are probably interpretations that the writer didn’t intend, just as there are intentions that are probably not interpreted. as far as guiding you, without dictating meaning, one might think of it as a meditation on place and how one comes to feel belonging in a place that seems foreign. that’s one possibility. Thank you for giving it some thought.

    greg: please share.

  5. Logocentric
    June 2, 2010


    i didn’t see your comment before i posted my last one. i am sincerely moved by your response–to hear that this poem said something to you. thank you for considering it so thoughtfully.

    i have to say that i am also a little relieved by your comment, particularly in that it followed akbar’s. the idea that this piece may have relevance beyond a small circle of people is uplifting. that is to say, i almost take akbar’s interest for granted nowadays (though i shouldn’t); but for one who doesn’t know much of the backstory to take notice is encouraging and this tells me that i was probably tapping into the right stuff when i wrote it.


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