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Jaime Fradera Senior Member
since 2000-11-25
Posts 843Where no tyranny is tolerable |
But What About The Cows? ... ... A strange dream in which Jaime is both Deaf and Hearing at the same time 1: Mother has to go on some 'vision quest." In the meantime, We will be living With the Indians in the forest. 2: One day, around Noon, My sister leads me To what seems to be a picnic table. The Indian women Have prepared a traditional dish. It seems to be a cereal grain, Something like rice or lentils. They bring me some on paper plates. In the fierce tropical heat, The Indian Women Don't wear much of anything. I hug one of my favorites, Hold her for quite a long time. Then I experience The threshold of orgasm And draw back from her, embarrassed. What if she notices? ... She doesn't even know me ... We listen on the radio To a program for indigenous people Broadcast from Mexico City. As I listen to the music, It grows louder and louder, Taking on unusual vividness. I cup a hand over my ear But still hear it from the other. Suddenly I realize I'm not wearing hearing aids---- That I'm wearing no equipment whatsoever. Yet how could I be hearing things As I once did More than thirty years ago? ... I turn, Walking away from the sound; But find it is still clear and loud, That I Can still tell exactly where it is Despite my distance. I muse: Should I report this to the clinic ... See the doctor? Have them test my hearing once again? .. Then the music starts to fade, Slowly blurs into meaningless noises, And then, at last, is gone. And I am deaf again ... 3: Then one day, perhaps a few months later, (as time has no such meaning here,) Mother finds her "answer." It is time for us to leave. I am handed street clothes Do I remember how to put them on? ... The car radio is on. An announcer reads the News. He reports without emotion That a baby-killer Has escaped from some facility. He explains, laconically, That every killer. Running loose out on the streets Multiplies himself by fifteen times, That this is a problem for police. And there is more News: A blind woman was killed While trying to cross a road. This happened in rural India Where, according to the News, There are few roads, And even fewer cars, Cows wander about, And cold homogenized milk Is dispensed From hydrants on street corners. But what about the cows? ... ... ... Jaime The last man on Earth Sat in his living room. There was a knock at the door. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Jaime, if ever I grow deaf [due to Meunier's disease] I shall want to do it as well as you. Reading your thoughts always leaves me in awe... |
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Tiersdin Member Elite
since 2000-11-17
Posts 2364east coast |
Wow... thanks for the ride... ~Tier |
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Duncan Member Ascendant
since 2001-08-07
Posts 5455 |
Not sure why but I liked this. Not sure what but it made me think. lol |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Knock, knock. Who's there? Hi, me. |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Even the cows get bumped sometimes. |
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Sven
since 1999-11-23
Posts 14937East Lansing, MI USA |
you know. . . it's funny that you should talk about cows here. . . because, like cows, this is something that begs to be looked at for a long time by the side of the road. . . I don't know if that made any sense, but I liked the themes here. . .it's like a dream. . . ----------------------------------------------------------- To the world, you may only be one person. But to one person, you may be the world. |
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Christopher
Moderator
Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-02
Posts 8296Purgatorial Incarceration |
i'm with duncan - i've read this several times now, and it's stuck in my head. that has to be a good thing, right?  Christopher |
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