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Poem: Lost
Critical Perspectives on Accounting (1997) 8 , 506
Lost I’ll be late, I can do it, what time is it, can I do it? MOMA at 1 : 15. Leave Chemical 12 : 55. Arrive Chemical 12 : 25. Leave CITI at 12 : 15? The gold digital watch at my oblique right. Deep brown wristskin, black hairs, black cuff. Blank time panel. I rehearse: Would you tell me the time? Could you, do you have, don ’t you—? How far from CITI to Chemical? Squat neck, broad face browner than his wrist. What’s his language / What’s my language / Where’s the language I’ve lost that’s his language lost? Excuse me, sir, sorry, but do you happen to know, forgive me, the exact— I cannot, cannot say, the formulas my tongue proposes unreal assumptions of alien gentility, and I break from line, out the door, into the sun.
Jack Sheedy
(pa960180) 506
Lost I’ll be late, I can do it, what time is it, can I do it? MOMA at 1 : 15. Leave Chemical 12 : 55. Arrive Chemical 12 : 25. Leave CITI at 12 : 15? The gold digital watch at my oblique right. Deep brown wristskin, black hairs, black cuff. Blank time panel. I rehearse: Would you tell me the time? Could you, do you have, don ’t you—? How far from CITI to Chemical? Squat neck, broad face browner than his wrist. What’s his language / What’s my language / Where’s the language I’ve lost that’s his language lost? Excuse me, sir, sorry, but do you happen to know, forgive me, the exact— I cannot, cannot say, the formulas my tongue proposes unreal assumptions of alien gentility, and I break from line, out the door, into the sun.
Jack Sheedy
(pa960180) 506