Autobiography

Posted on March 25, 2018 by John Biscello

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To know myself,
a rogue aggregate
of loving atoms,
a happy shivering clusterfuck
of luminous baubles
banded together
to forge and assume
an alleged identity,
no papers or pulpit required,
to fulfill an arc, and heart-guided directives,
to be a kid, with a hymn-book,
and the keys to the kingdom,
for God knows how long,
then dispersion,
back to the warm bath
of light and sound,
and I
will no longer be I,
and though breaking up
is hard to do,
and this will be by far
the most challenging break-up
in my life,
I, me-less, will depart,
lightly, without going anywhere,
soul at play, lidless
in its capacity to contain grief
and love.

About John Biscello

Originally from Brooklyn, NY, writer, poet, performer, and playwright, John Biscello, has lived in the high-desert grunge-wonderland of Taos, New Mexico since 2001. He is the author of four novels, Broken Land, a Brooklyn Tale, Raking the Dust, Nocturne Variations, and No Man’s Brooklyn; a collection of stories, Freeze Tag, two poetry collections, Arclight and Moonglow on Mercy Street; and a fable, The Jackdaw and the Doll, illustrated by Izumi Yokoyama. He also adapted classic fables, which were paired with the vintage illustrations of artist, Paul Bransom, for the collection: Once Upon a Time, Classic Fables Reimagined. His produced, full-length plays include: LOBSTERS ON ICE, ADAGIO FOR STRAYS, THE BEST MEDICINE, ZEITGEIST, U.S.A., and WEREWOLVES DON’T WALTZ.
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6 Responses to Autobiography

  1. erroneouschoices says:
    March 25, 2018 at 12:15 pm

    This is very beautiful.
    I love the word clusterfuck
    And aw, your hat!

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  2. John Biscello says:
    March 25, 2018 at 12:25 pm

    I also loved your line about “passages easing their way into my forever place,” such a beautiful turn of phrase.

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