Some other Culture? / 18 June 2012
I'm back among people I should theoretically have some understanding of and connection to. Back in a culture that should feel familiar, if not comfortable. Back wondering how to rejoice and celebrate difference and diversity while committing to integration and equality of opportunity, comprehension and access.
I say I don't want to be seen as different, but what I probably mean is that I don't want my difference to be seen as alien; I still need to be accepted as me; an individual with unique properties. Maybe I just want 'Difference Easing'...
Integration, what does it imply? Do I confuse the issue with the nature of my uniqueness? As a chairborne entity, my identity has been shaped by my dependence on wheels. I have things in common with other wheelborne that wheelless cannot do better than empathise with.
Integrated, would we still have it? Would we still need it?
The shock re-acquaintance with
the alien-cold loo seat,
a repeated reluctance;
negachieva echoes in,
chatters through, my annual
rehabilitation.
Expectation revisits
this repeated sound
with no hope of accuracy
or comprehension.
Negachieva - going nowhere?
unlike the fast closing
elevator door proclaiming:
Door- e mashy- mashy.
Silly flights of alien
fantasy, fun until
one day I get real language.
But that has toupee
sm'otherplace, smother time.
A summer stay when
tapestry snot twirly, halves
heaven snot tool eight. Domo
arigatou gazaimasu.
Keywords: identity,integration,poetry,wheelborne