Mister Chu

Much luck to you if not at all impossible

We are all blind

We are all blind. The miser is blind he sees gold, but does not see true riches. The prodigal is blind he sees the beginning, but not the end. The coquette is blind she does not see her own wrinkles. The learned is blind he does not see his own ignorance. The honest man is blind he does not see the thief. The thief is blind he does not see God. God is blind the day he created the world, he did not see the devil manage to creep into it. I myself am blind I speak and do not see that you are blind.

-Victor Hugo, ‘The Man Who Laughed


The Regret Dog

Old man, bent back and body
pulled by a dog his same size (longly)
crosses me on the street, cursing
slumped down, angry
somehow looking for a fight
but his perfect Shepherd (in all ways)
keeps him keeping on, one foot in front of the other.

Already past me he twists his twisted neck
in another swift rictus of fuck off
and then on he staggers
leaving me to wonder where a dog
learns that and where a dog like that
can be had and for how much?

Most teenagers could use one.
All drunk drivers.
Boys who promise to pull out.
Girls who promise they took that pill.
Men in front of children
in the moment of pulling back a fist.
A hand against a head against a wall.
A razor amongst fingers released.

The regret dog knows us just a moment better.

 

(JG)

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