by Jim Meirose.
Doctor Moon’s desktop was never completely empty when sweeping at the end, for after use of the dustpan a faint line of contamination always remained. Not knowing what to do is a hollow place. So. When knowing many things is knowing nothing and where doing what’s next to do is just not possible. After every job’s completed there’s always a maybe that there could be touched up a little or this here’s not quite completed yet. Perfect completion of a job never is. But what to do next is never not known. Perfect satisfaction with a job done’s never, either. So what, so what. How foolish! Hollow dangerous places are around all the time. All the time they’re around sweeping by but most all of them mean nothing; and cause nothing and less than so actually because anything no one knows of is not. After this impossible job’s done I’ll; what. So what what to do next toward completing this impossible job’s known so what? At the end what? Everything ends and after then what to do next again. Always and always and ever for what to do next again and again and all over every time hiccup. Fattie! So silly be. Silly be. So silly so silly, be. Throw out the tentacles, get busy that’s why God gave them out eh. The animals. The animals. What’s easy for the animals why’s snot easy for you eh, there it is, there it is—a tissue please from those by that banana; blow. There you go. There you go. Now knowing what to do next can’t be because short of death you know damned well you do know, damned, and damned well, too, that you are bound to blow your nose probably many times in your life later and; hic; hic; if that is true then it cannot be true that you really don’t know what to do next because, it’s not that, snore, snort, hiccip; when you’re out there needing to blow your nose to get there you got to have done many something nexts first, including this one so; there it is, get up esh, so; hand me that banana now if you please. That one by the tissue box; by the tissue box by the next of the banana by the tissue box there next to the banana how how what do I want say it plain, you demand. Why do I always demand and demand shut up! Just the banana. By the tissue box there—the tissue box by the banana by the tissue box by the banana will someone by the tissue box by call the banana by the tissue the police department please box by the banana so this can be put an end to by the tissue box stop by the banana by the tissue box here at the end at last stop.
Face up—
No!
This was not how Doctor Moon wished to be found dead days later. Later. Days later. Yes days. Days later after. After. After. After. After. Always and ever there’s after. Why the world’s made this way’s so maddening. Why’s Doctor Moon’s desktop never completely empty he never asked himself so what, so what; Doctor Moon’s desktop was still never completely empty—
So;
He wise, an’ ‘n woke; my God kill the dark what’s this here in my bed with me again no ah thank God pillow that you’re there dark or no dark there’s always something to fall back onto every fall’s destined to be broken somehow yes yes so why demand something to break this fall anyway. The fall. The fall. Enjoy your falls while they last; babymen! And swat down these flies ‘til the last one’s still coming.
Any questions?
Good.
Class dismissed. Enjoy your long weekends.