the canvas to the wall / gregory vincent st thomasino. 2014


1.

the chasing after epitomes.
for which I have, to hand, the praise.

a, sign, out of hand.
the, hopping, and, pointing of fingers.

walking home from the movies after dark
picturing Faraday

with thumb, forefinger and middle finger
held at mutual right angles.

I love the way this couplet looks.
mirror play.

his straight black lips. and ends in hands.
his straight black lips. and ends in hands.

and if it is at all agreeable to me.
the chasing after epitomes.

2.

a man’s patent leather slipper.
mirror play.

for which I have, to hand, the praise.
by incomprehension or by bad faith.

and if it is at all agreeable to me.
the parallel legs.

the parallel arms.
the body of straight lines.

we can say this about her
though she has given no age

She can no longer eat peanuts. She can no longer eat
doughnuts. She can no longer eat chocolate.

what about it, this
not me refusing to be not

3.

sun up. sparrow eye. morning to do.
you are born. you are loved. you are going.

if it pleases you
any real persons, living or dead.

for which I have, to hand, the praise.
by incomprehension or by bad faith.

the, hopping, and, pointing of fingers.
a, sign, out of hand.

I understand the to be there in the morning light.
I understand the to be a part of the daybreak.

and to want for nothing. And upon awakening,
feeling alone and feeling regret,

to reexplore your room,
your warp and corrugation.

4.

And as a point in favor of this view,
both full-face and profile sides at once,

the effect produced on entering is canceled upon leaving.
when you see the words

MERCHANDISE
BARGAIN

DON’T PAY RETAIL
whose house are you in

to want for nothing
to be made needful by a loving god

my mystery.
the nature of my mystery.

has replaced the external.
I occupy.