UNINFORMED

It’s a crime they warn. It’s a crime to carry on that way. Carrying around with you such an expression as this. For to feel that way when we do not is not to take account of the way we feel. You are shutting us out. Wrapping yourself in a blissful world far from reach. You smile and you smile so beautifully. Where does this smiling come from? Not from here. Not from these parts. Never, for to smile is to give something away and we have nothing left to give away. It was taken long ago.

Your smiling empties us from what we have become. Is it derision for us? We who are defined along hard lines of sufferance. Would you deny us this you who smile? But at whom do you smile and why? Are you loose? Unhinged? When we are tight, held in? You are punishable as any one person like you deserves to be, but yet you do not seem to comprehend our punishing looks. You question our meaning and we can not explain. For there is nothing to explain. It is how we have come to know ourselves and that is all.


What are you trying to do? Looking. Beckoning. Smiling. Still smiling. We look around. There is so much to fall into. If we expand off this line of ours. This is how it has come to be with our smiling. We smile because for a moment we have lost the look. We are blinded by the look of another. But your smile is all seeing; unidirectional. So we feel we can not look back. Nor can we look away. We can not contain is as we are used to doing with our looking. We are unplaced by it.


So what is it that you want of us? Since you would have it all ways and you have caught us in this way. You who are foreign through and through. Who are unlike us in every way. What do you want of us? To be joined?


We look around questioningly. But there is nobody to locate. Yet it is the first time that we have searched the wide open emptiness for meaning in this way.