SOLUTION

SOLUTION

“there can only be
a creative solution”
       Gilles Deleuze

when you talk solution
I kind of dissolve

was only 15
in May 68, that most
year of the Monkey

Woodstock music festival
Jimi Hendrix machine-
gun divebombing
the Star Spangled
Banner the
following year

cannot speak French
(the language
seeming
    to resist me
at every turn)
but so
   into that opera house
of philosophies
that medley
of theories

thought it a kind of
light in the darkness,
laser mental surgery

but now
    here we are

won nothing,
captured nothing

intrigued that there is such
a curious parallel
between
     endgame in
my life
and endgame in the world
at large

privileged to
navigate this sludge of
landscape
    having honed
that Barthes template
critical
   apparatus of sign
and code

deconstructing to such
a fine tuned degree

I feel an insider in
the clarity with which
I am
    there with Zizek and
the punchline
of his jokes

liberation there, losing
oneself
     to right genus and
species of rigorous laughter