February CommQuote
Cursive
In my country,
in "Toy Story,"
sanity meant keeping
a set distance
between one's role
as a figurine
and one's "self-image."
This gap
was where the soul
was thought to live.
*
When he thought of suicide, he thought,
"It ends here!"
and
"Let's do it!"
As if a flying leap
were a form of camaraderie.
As if a cop and his
comic relief partner
faced off'
against moguls.
Crossed wires released such
hope-like sparks.
*
This thing was called
"face of the deep,"
this intractable blank
with its restless cursive
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