noterday

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NOTERDAY

the ineffable innerfeeble

a yesless day of

lesslessness

all quasi, neo

kinda and uncertain

a nil-all draw

of un-un-undrawn curtain

goalless and

wholeless

and so the inerted body

chaste of desire

is unwearied by action

and so the mind

blurred and bleared

by its daylong traction

stirs, all night,

in unslumbered

stupefaction

so let us know then

you and i

the most discordant of all

lullabies

half-hummed

and half-drummed

the regret

of a day undone,

a day unmet

so unbegun

and unbegun

the unfilled lung

the bottled

glottal

unstoppered

tongue

…

the clipped vowels and

hardless consonants

bereft of

any kind of

consequence

…

flat and even

in sound and meaning

…

and so the mind will

the long hours know

the long dark night

of the sleepless soul

clocks

tired of life

hang at eternal

half past five

the walls pale and bare

while in the corners and cracks

of the staling air

the damp

will neither freeze

nor dry

and so the microbes

festered, will multiply

the invisible monias and osises

and enzas and itises

unwrung

and unhung

lifting and drifting

to half-filled

half-emptied lung

see i linger

so self-sealing

so unrevealing

in this underverse

beneath this ceiling

the tepid dew of each day’s fresh thought

become an unstirred spirit

staunched in stays

reduced to residue

dried in the draught

the chimes

and rhymes

ring jarring

and sparring

all unspurring

and uninspiring

a rhythm first slackened

then lacking

and then least

and then lost

a so so-so today

with tomorrow

in tow

and so

a so-so morrow

with terday in tow

the days

hallowed by possibility

by a freedom so huge

as tantamount to infinite

a freedom unhallowed

and unmet

unwelcomed and

unsaid

and so, soon,

in other wanlit afternoon

the malingerer

stretched and coiled

foetal and futile

will perforce still linger

red-eyed and coughing

drained and mucal

the days unfaced

and unembraced

passing past

the unmoved space

so let us know then

you and i

the most discordant of all

lullabies

half-hummed

and half-drummed

the regret

of a day undone,

a day unmet