This Is Not At All How I Feel
About It
Many
apologies. In all the years of our correspondence, I
do
not recall broaching this subject, which has been many.
And this
particular topic is uncannily important, especially
with
regard to our ‘relationship’. So it is with all due respect
that
I respond with a question. This is what
we do. The
answer
is not when will I become my old self but how.
Sometimes
never is a blesséd thing. It’s a lousy
example,
but
when I took the Hippocratic Oath, I never thought
I
had become such a hypocrite. Maybe the
Greeks were
all
Geminis, I dunno (I certainly don’t remember
copulating
the Halloween previous). “I wasn't on hand
for that part-
icular
heartbreak,” he says nostalgically, not even using
them
(his hands) to make the point. Amused by
this, Arthur
begins to sing La Isla Bonita while the rest
of the knights
are serving all of their soldiers for dinner (shining armor,
indeed!).
All of the henchman agree upon specifically
what
to do about history. The agreement, stacked as it
were,
rock upon rock (as I recall, it was mostly slate,
done
in the classic style so predominant in those less
volatile
but much more tawdry times), was hinged
into
about seven triptychs. “What do you mean,
what
is there to do about all of this history,” she
asked
the by then vanished capitan while astral pro-
jecting
herself into a different parlor which housed
all
of the same strange people at the other parlor,
except
this newer family looked a lot more exhausted.
I
agreed as I twitched back and forth amongst extreme
clarity,
juxtaposition (again, in the nature of that
particular
era), a perverted cynicism and a very
oddly-whetted
comedy at which only I occasion-
ally
would squeeze out a dry chuckle or two.
