The paper tissue mountain and mum’s visit

 

1.02 pm (on the sofa in the front room )

amountainofatissue aroundthecorner

Its really tomorrow which makes this post obsolete. But artists break rules. Like beginning a sentence with but. Its late I have been out with patrick. I have drunk too much. When you drink ,you think that what you have to say is important. You talk about the Berlin Wall, Mahatma Ghandi, but you get all your facts wrong. You are talking shit. You are a woman. You are not occupying the space of mother. Mother is in looking after your children so you can go out. Temporal. You stepped pout of mother and became woman. What is a woman? Is a woman a social construct? So what is mother? We are not bound by gender.

Its hard to type. How did Jack Kerouac write under the influence of alcohol and was his mother looking after the kids ?

“I  realized these were all the snapshots which our children would look at someday with wonder, thinking their parents had lived smooth, well-ordered lives and got up in the morning to walk proudly on the sidewalks of life, never dreaming the raggedy madness and riot of our actual lives, our actual night, the hell of it, the senseless emptiness.”

― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *