Be bop

But if this is about writing, does it have to make sense?  The poet's dilemma.  We think it is the sound of the words - the sound in your head, the sound in your ears - and the way they fit against each other, or don't.  Not meaning.  The meaning comes from the sound and the fit, not the other way round.  With ancient Chinese writing there was no punctuation, just blocks filled with characters, line after line, beautifully drawn.  The idea was art and transcendence, not a point of view or a plot.  But the other idea is to forestall the weakhearted, the ones who look at a fat gray block of words and think I do not have to climb up and into that.  Just bop bop bop, letting it wash, letting the words pour over.  Not thinking.  Breathlessness.  Courage.  An incendiary clause, a devastating proposition.  Go away.  Come here.  Touch foreheads.  Blink.  Blink.