Someone told us A Room in A Room
“res: have you done been fully bored today?
re: to keep in tune with the act of forgetting, to forget hell.
res: very good. all is well.”
Can I rearrange my heartbeat?
You raise the glass
Such tedious gesture
The rest is history
To keep pulling down
Lost strands and lost threads
The deformation of detunement
The entombment of accords
To which nothing more
was left alive to be
The mediation of moderation
The construction of deconstruction
The random sense to falcon finch
The finishing technique of appliqué
Apres moi: rewind. It's a game
The only game we played
Two rounds in a row
To approach the endless mirror
A full length portraiture
The duration of longue durée
The shattering of caprice
We hid under the sun
Or the graying lilac sky
A line in a line
Pass the blinders
And in this we became
scarecrows and scarecrowd
By Aran Meredith
August 2022
“See you,”
