the still passenger sits on a train, on the window seat, in the middle of a long car. these are the days when there were drive-in movie theaters dotted across the landscape. at dusk, the images on the screen appear off in the distance. the images presented here are those which are glimpsed, the ones that still her thoughts. the train rolls along. the landscape seems to move, but doesn't. the still passenger sits alone with her snapshots in her mind. she's filling in the spaces.
May 23, 2014
she was sad, disenchanted
when she saw
the piano
playing itself.
she was playing just a minute ago,
her fingers on the keys.
now, the notes didn't need her touch.
May 22, 2014
i saw her last on the ship with the boy psychic.
what is she doing here?
there is something hypnotic about the design in her dress.
the psychic boy is still being treated on the ship in the bay of biscay.
they call her madame something. i don't remember. she is his mother.
May 21, 2014
in my room, i watch myself in my mirrors, always cutting off my head.
well, does she or doesn't she?
oh she does! and when she does so it is with a vengeance.
May 20, 2014
she said that she saw elsa through the hole in the wall.
she danced with the world.
she cast a spell over it.
she spun the world in her room.
she said that elsa seemed very happy.
May 19, 2014
have you heard about the tunnel of love?
some people can kill so easily.
i killed one man. 1936. 12:06 am.
on patchin place in new york. he was a police sergeant.
he got too close. he asked me for my name.
that man has haunted me since.
May 18, 2014
1951 los angeles canoga park tunnel of love
the flame of the psyche.
the flame of the candle dreamer.
bachelard was not far behind.
she followed him into her sunglasses.
his hands were around her throat. the flames were in my eyes.
