The Story Of Utility...... Poem by RIC BASTASA

take note
from the symphony of
the letters, because
sometimes we shroud
the literalness of metaphors

and metaphors too become too
literal in trying to
camouflage
an obvious intellectualism
of a fox,

remember the quick brown fox
(it was not brown at all,
neither was it a fox)

and do not forget that they
were telling you that it jumped
over the river on the side
of the mountain, (for i went there
myself

and there was no river at all,
neither a mountain)

in a sense it was the freedom of the mind
its capacity for convolutions
that makes the difference

we throw what we take
and we take what we throw away

it was all about the typewrite
strictly speaking
austerity measures fully considered


how on the first day of her secretarial
dream

she has to press the keys
without anything in mind, and there you are

in an overkill, writing the story
putting the milky way in its
traumatized place.