the dream of the office chair (20180213)

my chair dreams me
a reflexive twitch of a wooden
post-arboreal consciousness

thought creates gravity creates time

to fall down the well

but the chair sustains me
projects me
a watery hologram
in the nearest fog bank

this chair is a hand
shoved up my back

limbs animating
you know who
to blame

7 thoughts on “the dream of the office chair (20180213)”

  1. I will never again be able to regard any piece of furniture or other object made of wood without pondering its “post arboreal consciousness”, and if there’s a higher compliment to be paid to a poet, I don’t know what it is.

    1. Ha ha ha. Thank you 🙏. That is truly high praise.

      You know, I’m still ruminating over that killer story from yesterday. It really made an impact. No pun intended. Well, maybe a little.

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