Tag: poetry
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unjust pleading
me, one with two witnesses altogether, us six eyes to see with yours two more: how many pairs of eyes misconceived real signs? merely mine two: double bound to you? or also pairs belonging to… theirs? which eyes ordained to elect reality? all eight in partnership? or no more than you and yours whose account…
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time
ti me slips dilates dilutes slings me it • i am time and i tick too i tick too tick tok tick tok
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turn two
i wonder if you know it too i play truce with the instincts of fowl i have croaked that i wait for you will you come to this horizon to walk with me i’ll hold your hand a cry of glee i’m in your arms again i see your eyes i’m near your soul again…
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sea
surrounded by sea, it swallows salty tears: so-long! sinking scrounge my soul submerged it spins and cracks string it along stop! to salvage something
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a sickle for a soul
a sickle to tear my soul light like wheat soft entrails beneath this hardened shell
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come back down
three mothers meditate up on this hill passing pebbles to scry providence what have they seen? why don’t you come back down from your levitation i ask how our paths do split: we cannot they communicate see we are around upon this hill
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see
suffering is many faced she is here she shape-shifts and slinks about she hugs me within her suffocating gaze they haven’t the people they think they have they think they have they haven’t seen a snake quite like mine eyes seen a snake
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stairs
i listen to footstep patterns, patter s, dissolution into silence. a race against self. beginning with roars, ending breathlessly. dissonance. a competition with life.
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objecting
an object shifts other objects react object is always hiding behind other objects life informs the object the object does not wish to receive information