Me: ‘The homunculus is at home in poems and comments that are twistier than brain crevices, foldier than proteins, more la-di-da than Falange campaign ribbons…’ Jackdaw Gilbert flies down, hovers: ‘CAW!’ Me: ‘Thanks. I needed that. I was getting carried away there thinking about the TED Talk, “WANT OTHERS TO LISTEN TO YOU? 4 THINGS(…)
His homunculus, too persistent to exist, sits in a mythic chaise longue in his mind. ‘So, where will I be, when your brain is gone?’ it asks, and laughs, and keeps him half awake.