we can all see
into another
if we tip
at just
the right way
all confidence
tricks emanate from
empathy
sounds
of musak
we are more
out of whatwe call
our self
than in
it
we each contain
multi-
tudes
many on
amenability
sometimes you wear the soft hat and coo and purr your way to
a desired soft landing it is part of what we call survival part of what we must
celebrate part of what we must guard against
how many
selves
in you
empathize
to gain confidence
even a samaritan
must firstbuild confidence
out of a forsaken
alley
on the wrong
kind of day
a direct address I didn't need but wanted like I want the
burn of whiskey on other wrong days when no faith rises up and the landscape
goes flat and threatening
grandson plays
confidence trick
talks of forgetting
what he went for
when he gets there
filled with
even smaller games
intricate and unpredictable
like electrons
where are they
to a degree
of certainty
the color of confidence could be orange could be violet
beware of magenta and pink others off the spectrum confidence thrives in
mixture and our mixed personal humanity—the visible spectrum blinds us to
possibility and potential
ah, but don't
you wish don't
you long
for clarity
an international
crisis when Yo-YoMa plays
around broken string —
who's been
doing that
for centuries
saloon piano
sticking keybetter play the blues
the crowd demands
anyway
the confidence woman tries out one voice then another slips
and slides her perception of audience until she modulates just right in history
we are the people most threatened by confidence
group
glides by
without
urgency
oligarchs
play conflictingconfidence tricks
simultaneously
all day and night
to immobilize
a population
when the attempt goes unanswered like decay and dread when
all choice becomes somehow closed the way ahead unspeaking and the man comes
talking a fine, fine game
wants good
good
the will
to believe
(Wm. James)
Jefferson Hansen is the author of the novel …and beefheart saved craig (BlazeVox)
and Jazz Forms (Bluer Lion), a
selected poems. He is the editor of the Internet arts journal AlteredScale.
Subtle observations, Jeff. I liked this poem a great deal.
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