D O E – 4 – Commentary

“I don’t think
about the
past. I couldn’t change
myself.”
“I’ve never discussed this with anyone.”
I want you
to know
me.
What do
I have to do?
I glance down
trying to understand
the distance between us.
I whisper.
Last weekend I was asked, “How’s the blackout poetry going?” and it was a kinda surreal experience. Mostly because my answer was pretty honest and more than a little defensive. I mean…

1. I’m doing a thing. And that part of it feels good. And the idea of it being something I do regularly feels good. D O E – 4 – Commentary (cont.)

Destroyed Of Eye – 4

“I don’t think
about the
past. I couldn’t change
myself.”
“I’ve never discussed this with anyone.”
I want you
to know
me.
What do
I have to do?
I glance down
trying to understand
the distance between us.
I whisper.
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D O E – 3 – Commentary

“A man can dream,
give me a min-
ute.”
Reluctantly,
I’ll have to face
my thoughts and
I’m no longer
normal
and
fine. I feel like
I’m just not sure.
“You don’t know until you know.”
– people who’ve gone from
not knowing to knowing

No matter what I’m doing or not doing right now, it feels like a period of flux and evolution. I mean, I basically haven’t had a project like this one since I was making WalkLeft, the Podcast on a regular basis. I’m in Washington, DC as I type this – I know, I know, I may be patting myself on the back for commitment prematurely, but I’m pleased with the longevity of my enthusiasm for this pursuit – and it feels good to be creating something even if it never really finds an audience. D O E – 3 – Commentary (cont.)