wheelhouse archive

Issue 6, Spring/Summer 2008


2. from My Art In Play
by Jessica Baron


I lived it each time
to tell the truth
I maintained
I used a mirror
I noticed my gait
I saw my physiognomy
my own feelings
unwise to feel the pattern
adapted to my own
accuracy in faith I saw a reflection

a certain inner coldness
no expenditure of nervous force
the model epoch the country
time the condition of background literature
psychology of the social way of living
speech is external appearance

intonations he speaks with the same voice
representation is
hand over to him
your astonishment
rather than your faith