As the end of the world allegedly draws nigh, Headstand contributor Jerry Gordon shares this poem:
If I took this
seriously, I would
write or call to each of
you, saying: After tomorrow
I don't know
if I will ever see you
or myself again. So,
while we are still sharing
existence with this chance
to exchange,
I want you to know I am
glad to have known you,
glad to have had you
turn my mind, eye and arm
towards where I could not
imagine alone, that I know
I could not have known
anything alone. You are
an extender of me,
an unfathomable
set of senses beyond
my self-serving 5.
I am alive through
the world I know through
you, saturated in our
mutual saturation.
Thus,
thanks for everything.
A bird flies up as
the train comes in.
The rails are bare
now,
for this moment before
the wheels make them
roar.
jerry gordon
12.20.12
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