Sunday, February 03, 2008

what I didn't learn watching El Topo




the other night
I was watching El Topo
and drinking J&B.

at one point I swore a
bug ran up my chest
onto my neck.

I jumped up and brushed
at myself like I was on fire.
stop drop and roll.

I found nothing. but I swear.
and not a case of too much J&B.
just out of the corner of my eye
it was, flat and sleek and
darker than shadow, like a roach.
but this house has never had
cockroaches.

el topo means "the mole", the
movie told me. the mole spends
it’s early life burrowing towards
the sun, only to be instantly blinded
when it finally surfaces.

I don’t know if that’s true or not,
but that’s what the subtitles said.

cockroaches spend most of their
time scurrying away from light.
that’s fact. I have more experience
with roaches than moles.

I don’t know if there’s enough
irony in the idea that moles
search for the light that will harm
them and roaches flee it to make this
a proper poem. I just don’t know.

but then again, I didn’t really
understand El Topo either.

2.3.08.

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