| Re: Poems: May 22nd, 2006 page 1 / interpolated |
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| Amathyzt (amathyzt@yahoo.com) |
2006/05/30 00:25 |
Robert Morpheal wrote:
> Insect Life
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> > Most of the time ends spent
> > curling a pony
> > would be mule, cash cow,
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> Groking that life need
> artificially induced spasm
-adic tinctures
> not be about it
> choking from lack
of heavy matter
> wherever it may be
> paralyzed immobile
terminologies
> for the reason of knowing
> it has absolute power
within its possiblities
> it will never be
> less than it is
as a mustard seed
> Nets cast in the night
> for fragments of the absolute
consume little of
> state water
> fishing in emptied ponds
circus plows
> and such loud sounds
> frightening into distance
gnat's speed
> as to avoid any other conclusion
> other than self reliance
circumscisions
> Once and nevers mean nothing
> other than the same strangel hold
invisibly swallowed
> for the compassion they were able to bestow
> nickels and dimes of tease
narrators adding drones of tears
> daring to be
> anything other than one's self
imagining the demands
> Some incapable angel
> binding its wounds with legal red tape
taming the mad dog bites
> bound and framed
> a broken example of failed wings
destructered ante pile
> sifts and sorts matching data
> trying to find lost digits and limbs
of hardware
> I tell you no lies
> conversations are also a fetish
turned inward
> But do I really save lives
> engaging in very heavy petting
or textiles
> my own is incorrectly
> diagnosed
mortality
> salted and silted
> veins of gold
rusted highlights
> tangled in the beads
> counting all those worries
to trade the beads
> and wind chimes and candles
> to chase away your ghosts
for greys
> waiting again
> for chances to pick up the pieces
and pattern
> for the first storm
> wondering if I will get blown away.
in the part of her hair
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