Oh, eyes have teeth and bile ducts.
The optic nerve, esophagus,
Leads to a swamp
Of imagery,
I’m overwhelmed, this gluttony.
This stimulus, this everything.
You know that
We can know what it will bring.
And when we do, we can’t,
You know we can’t,
Remove every rabbit
From every hat. Ohhhh, oh.
(Aphasia.)
So we look down,
Into the ground.
If you think you hear a sound,
Know the source cannot be found
And the silence is profound.
No signs around.
No words allowed.
Signs and symbols seek to crowd,
Representing what we’ve found,
But we have doubts.
Oh, mire-like plots inundate me.
They wheel and deal, the product moves.
I cannot peel,
We try to steal or feel what’s real;
It is concealed.
I know my fate, I don’t hesitate,
To seal the deal, to shut the gates.
The iris might regurgitate.
They come in slews, but it’s not too late. Ohhhh, oh.
(Aphasia.)
They know it,
Spell it,
Write it,
Sell it,
Tell it to all,
They put it on the wall.
We see it,
Read it,
Hear it,
Know it,
Too many walls,
Can’t sort through it all.
So we look down,
Into the ground.
If you think you hear a sound,
Know the source cannot be found
And the silence is profound.
No signs around.
No words allowed.
Signs and symbols seek to crowd,
Representing what we’ve found,
But we have doubts.
Gary Setzer is an interdisciplinary artist. His performances, installations, objects, videos, and recordings have been exhibited and screened internationally.
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