Have you ever entertained the notion that someone has hexed you? Might a dejected lover have put a needle into one of those voodoo dolls? It’s almost nice to think you have a say in the matter and that your failures are simply punishments for misdeeds. Such gentle psychoses can be comforting. Alas, you would have been great, if it weren't for a misstep. Anything is better than facing the cosmic indifference of the universe—which offers little reason or explanation other than that life is a Spencerian struggle in which the fittest rises to the top of the heap by outdoing all those below.
Listen to "Sex Machine" by James Brown
and read the latest review of The Kafka Studies Department by Francis Levy in Booklife
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.