In Theory: “There Is No Spoon”

It’s nice to share… and this piece by my blogger friend trE is just so good, it’s stayed with me since I first read it a few years ago. Enjoy.

A Cornered Gurl

Taken at theChrysler Museum of Art in Norfolk,VA

I tap —
backspace seven times,
an email I said I
would not sendandI am
here, in front of a computer
listening to music that
only reminds me of
you.

I flit —
I flow from one
word to the next.

there is no calming of
nerves
noantidote suitable
enough to render me
settled.

rice is bubbling,
broccoli roaring in the pot
turkey wings sizzling with
sweet potatoes, still I
backspace… tap — flit — start

and stop all over again.
I am not here.

I watch each word appear,
letter by letter
every thought is centered around
a looming memory.
my “E” key is stuck,
I strike it back to life.

I can’t have it dying
on me.
not now.
not today.

I am amusing myself,

you see?
This is a great space,
inbetween theories and spoons
and…

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