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butterflies swim in ethereal darkness vortices in the no-longer empty -a sigh- the first breath of a drowned man where a universe new and luminous unfolds |
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a beast named pretense roams foggy isles appearing here and there among tree and tower voracious, sensuous consumed and filled remember this: pretense makes the best shoe leather |
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forever spinning the Earth lies! it is not the Sun that moves rising then dying greedily snatching away these few moments leaving only fingerprinted memory the Earth lies! the Sun does not move but she does. |
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kind gentlemen
say: empty your pockets take: your cigarettes put on: gloves say: don't panic life becomes: interesting |
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sweat is as much his element as soup to a fish tonight he recommends the bisque |
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all of his poems begin with the absurd or the inscrutible but when he speaks to you there is no riddle no mystery no obfuscation only this: |
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vast diesel engines threshing machines designed for stretching out our souls |
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recognize the words nod here and then when cadence and tone suggest a need but don't be bothered about meaning these lips are all wrong this breath is not sweet soft fingers become hard fist never to brush away a tear or save a kiss tenderly in a hip pocket to be drawn out later in darkness tasted and savoured served quietly with a splash of salt |
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All and Not empty and full eternity whispers into a young boy's ear he hears a vacuum cleaner and more terrible than his mother's pointless upright bag full not of nothing he cries infection medication maybe tubes he wants to swim All and Not says naught worlds turn dreams and walls fall and burn stillness settles in again a boy tries to sleep infinity inverts inside his head and sings -zvyozd- |
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they say two heads are better than one but three heads are not an advantage when trying to decide between denver omelettes strawberry crepes buttermilk pancakes and human flesh Cerberus knew this as does International House of Pancakes a subsidiary of DineEquity |
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11. hidden at the core of things a suggestion subtle but insistent all paths lead to Rome though few lead away and noble Caesar rules dusty shelves a breath gathers in the heart of the matter ragged and hot honeyed and sweet waiting to clothe a word between a suggestion and a word this trembling pause the essence of eternity night yields to day in slow gasps but always takes back what is hers |
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12. poetry written at night in a parking lot; insignificant? |
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13. verdant feathers pregnant earth saline breeze where oaken blade once stirred the sea the swallow's flight to and fro the hunter's cradle thin fingers curl this fading misnamed nine a shattered beam two nephrite coins and warm rain tears of the setting sun moist soil bright bulbs and the promise of blooms at the hunter's repose |
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