raggedy andy

still needs some work, put it back on the lift, rotate its tires, maybe its the timing chain...i dont know....

we move through the trackless waste of the newfound moment

steering

though we need not steer

                      against all this white noise, this answer

is broken and fixed at the same time, a here and now

        is proving us false and true…

 

   　

 

time is not a punishment nor a bright toy, nor immanent, not eminent

not finally anything

as we turn toward the old raggedy self

 

 

　

a doll… a partition for the meaning of life

a sewn mouth, buttons for eyes

 

 

　

we contemplate all our fortunes from it’s endlessly sewn simple enigma...as it stares up at us from it's bedroom chair

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

the conundrum and relativity of time .. i think this is done .. i wouldn't change a thing .. tires, oil .. not even a tune up ..really like the way you say it .. and the doll is such a perfect contrast ...a little frightening
E.

[Emily B]

dolls are such a friendly and well-loved childs play-toy . . . but there's something eerie about the pieces and parts

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. ah ... well ... this does have the ambiance of a stanley kubrick flick ... what with the doll et al ... but i am struck by what you say about time ... i'm just so stuck in time and my former partner is just so stuck in time that i wonder if we should be giving it more meaning than it deserves ... when it's really nothing ... except a way of measuring patience perhaps ... perhaps ...