I AM OF TWO MINDS...

often times more.
My laser sharp focus
& perception
gives way
to the jangly route
of interpretations
& judgements.
My translators
are certain
of their acumen;
each are convinced
of their skills
in decoding
history's symbols
& signposts.
My mushy brain
becomes a Wellsian mirrored
ping-pong table
played by masters
of irrefutable logic
& evidence.

Senses impress,
the rest impresses
upon me.
She loves me...
but why
does she love me?
You can see
how flummoxed
I can get
at such obviousness.

I'm in the market
for a tourniquet
for executive functions
of all kinds.
I've heard that Amazon
will deliver it
to my door.
But how to pay for it
is still an open question.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2019

"ESSE ET PERCIPI"

"To be is to be perceived"
--Beckett

There is much
in the gaze.
Yet sight
is always
awry.
How can
a river
be still
& still
moving?
It is hard
to love
& harder
to let love
love what
it loves.
You must
know
each time
you look
at my
words
you are
loved

and so
am I.

Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2015