The Case of Humpty Dumpty
Dumpty Downs: Part II -stephanie pope
...way down
in the dumpty
a humpty sat
took a fall
from a wall (that's all) |
Amorphous and mixed he felt not
like a sound
running after him now. He was, you might say, in the running contained by a runny that never he knew
that never he had. It felt bad being neither,
neither here nor there ...not a sound in a word
nor anything heard; just mixed up pieces of fixture; no longer fixed while in movement
and, in moving, always mixing up
in the mixture
Not anything recognizably walled Humpty decided he had no existence or essence like this--wasn't anything at all! "I suppose,"Humpty
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Separations
change things way down there
where belongings aren't together
anymore. Not together and
gathering under fluid skin
gathering & separate
motile and belonging, such
separation changes things
splat in a humpty.
Way down in the dumpty
our Humpty will, too.
Soon he says,
"I look kinda funny
running runny this way
not meaning such essence
no, no, no indeed, while being to be
I am, nonetheless, I dread
every which-way said. I'm
out of order!"
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So Humpty, having lost
a fragile nature, decides to go for the glory as a runner in The Downs.Some new race is on and our Humpty is definitely in a runny for a Win that started erasing
Place in the Show! (Such things happen this suddenly, you see) |
sniffed through his no
of what they fear, re
story."
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se,"one has to learn to be, in spite
made from where they aren't in
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After all, Humpty's still that thoroughbred
in his head that isn't.
And, his fall
still haunts in space
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what is left in trace of that persistence he's got he's still gotta face. So, he takes from whatever he wasn't and makes from whatever he thought he once was, something new.
It writes him like a ride.
And, it rides him runny
in a riding that will never
in writing just mean...
any one sense of himself in singular speaking. |
On your mark, get set and, hey!
Let's just bet on winning.
I'll bet just this thinking) Oh, WoW!
He's in the scramble now! Look!
I think Humpty eggs himself on!
In motile lines in forming
the erasure that he runs
in tracks he's never spoken
(I think he's having fun
e-racing what's been broken!)
Oh, I just keep betting on that thinking.
It is the way he's in the game
it seems better than that wall of authoritative claim (where once he sat) |
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and sat and sat
O Happy Fall!
dropping all of that: the only
way he had of getting down
and being where he' s/at!
To
get to
that
he had to bet
his
HUMPTY
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all such king horsepower in all the kingdom
can always pool a brokenness to gather again! |
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