Carrying CoffinsFor a mere moment, with flesh we're endowed-- Well-layered we amble to our demise Carrying coffins among all the crowd--Carrying Coffins
Pretense presents itself, sure in its shroud-- Death will undo any devised disguise-- Limits there are on the flesh He endowed--
Permanent occupancy's not allowed-- Matters unmingle as all water dries-- A legion of coffins will lodge the crowd--
No person packed in a casket is proud-- Just as all they are "they"s, all "they"s are "I"s-- For now, with flesh, they and I are endowed--
None are excepted though they keen aloud-- &
The One Organic EyeThe other was out long ago- A cancerous peace offeringThe One Organic Eye
It's dummy has a blue iris As close a shade as could be found
With that first forfeiture He waived some periphery And the third dimension
So much--yet there was no truce
His ravager- unsated at the first feast- Had dispatched scouts As elusive as urban rats
They scavenged and found familiar meat Just across the bridge
Both windows will be glass Though not to let in light
Now, this second abdication- Which will cost him
Every sunset
Odd FruitHeavy in the hand- the leathery bulb holds a hundred rubies in paper chambers-- The intimacyOdd Fruit
of the gems' masonry could confound the Incas
Young wine suspended
on almost acrid cores bloodies the hands of all who rend fine flesh to glean the fairy hearts
The pluckings of rapt Persephone slipped
past her teeth and tongue
She licked her blotchy fingers, pondering the odd piquancy of
Hades' entrapment
Family TreeAn egg that burst forth from its berth Had docked with patience till Its personal predestined pop- A mittelschmertzic spill- Then met the very salmon that Swam up the stream and won The convoluted river race Which millions had begunFamily Tree
When only once this act occurs "A miracle!" some say But much precision was required
For me to be today- Each couples' copulative act Conveniently transpired Exactly when it must have done For me to have been sired. The wonder then is magnified Thus exponentially That all the random jointures could &
Once PerpetuatedThe science of audibility, of wails and empty sighs, bereavement swept up into the harmonic series, echoing to the furthest reaches of the planet and pushing through the edges of space… strains of nature and escapism, and strains of deep-speaking terms, of death and chemicals and people sitting on street corners with broken feet and itchy eyes, Every sore tear and every golden whisper, hungry voices, voices raspy with cigarette smoke, and rusty-red old voices- that sympathetic vibrations do not disappear, but grow to encompass this native blue orb, the roar of thousands of years of living and dyiOnce Perpetuated
HomelessA thought, an infection, raging through my mind, not unlike the blueness on your scalp or your stiff inability to open your mouth and allow the words fall out that you long to say; a worry growing on my brain… that you are a handful of dust slipping through my fingers, little grains of nothing that I can never begin to keep from falling into abysmal monochromes- That these days have only been a dream, a dream without the common courtesy to give me a kiss good-bye, and I'll wake up to find out that we don't exist…Homeless
The Author's ConditionCruel Muses! How could you deny me so? You cast me into mediocre chains That make the lotus-tree refuse to grow, Choking the art that once flowed in my veins.The Author's Condition
My lips drop words which silence better suits; I fear emotions wither in my pen, For in my brittle brain love lacks its roots, Its strength to sprout, its will to live again.
O happy sonnet, have your way with me, For I am but a poor, e’er-trusting lamb, a slave to inspiration and fancy – Whose best defense is forged from an iamb.
Now any word that speaks, believe it rar
Thirteen WaysI. Among thousands of falling leaves The only thing moving Was the tail of the catThirteen Ways
II. I am from two worlds Like a cat Who stays at two different houses
III. The cat crouched silently under the car She was a part of the shadow.
IV. A man and a woman are one. &
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Women and men (both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
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(No comment, just a few bars of bad elevator music...)
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(No comment, just a few bars of bad elevator music...)
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In heaven, everything is fine
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