SINE QUA NON by Mussmann
February 11th, 2019
Sine qua non by Mussmann
When they entered the room it was all okay—they was the sine qua non of the space—-we could now relax——
The essential was now here—like the thread on the button—a small thing—but an essential thing—like butter on bread or the lace in they’s shoes—yes this is the sine qua non of the time that they witness—yet they wanted to wrestle with time and space and gender and things called equality—this was hard to come by—as things became less——they become more—more and less the scale was the tool that made a deal real—yet it always seemed to weigh in the fascists favor—even when blind justice was tipping to the right—her dress had lost the luster of gown—now she looked a bit thin and dowdy— Marat get out of your tub and make a revolution again—this time answer the door with a security guard that can hold their own—no you say no you say—no 2nd chance—Charlotte wins the day in your play—and the French move to a revolution they are still trying to make a reality—sine qua non the weather women are telling us it will snow—blades of change—justice is a wreck—Endurance is stuck in the ice on the way to Antartica as Shackleton searches for the South Pole….ho! ho! dogs turn to the left before it is too late —we are on the cliff side of life—
we they us struggle with these adventures that have so few places to hold—call Ishmael—call Lear—call Coriolanus—see what they know—hear their advice—stay the course—thread the needle—whip the butter—butcher the hog—-swim with sharks—-they are in eminent danger—and they know it.