Tag: mystical poetry

• The music at the end of the world is beautiful.

  

  What we know of the end of the world is beautiful. Weightless, even. Mind, media, mixed messages of rebirth and transparent endings. Gods of misfortune. Indecision. (These things exist in the shadows and are nameless.) Mobs, mayhem, sweet monstrosities. Surround the night like armor and are victims of a more perfect future. The stars are […]

  theusedlife

  June 20, 2020

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• Diary of Enlightenment

  

  call it a man molecules & memories awareness (somewhere beyond a naked why) parading in unknown streets (you approximate the glory of the starstruck & alive) the hype of passing clouds tosses hips ushers in the warmth of sacrifice skulls & science    

  theusedlife

  April 1, 2020

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• Sandman Express VII

  

  all that’s left at the end of this story’s a struggle, a penniless offering from the scantest corners of a forest, the scent of a long-forgotten tear like melted yellow perfume and a snap of the fingers that sent up a parachute like a tornado of fried tumble weeds, a pocketful of gleaming teeth strung […]

  theusedlife

  July 2, 2019

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• Sandman Express VI

  

  Read more of the Sandman Express poems. except when he left it mattered that someone had stolen the barrel and plucked out the wood like a house of broken marionettes it was a scene that played out like a two-cent fiddle, a rhyme that never rounded the bend, an unholy landslide that broke through a […]

  theusedlife

  June 8, 2019

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• Elegance in Circles

  

  Salvador Dalí, Portrait of Picasso, 1947 tell me the entire face is mine, even the subtle interior, like a self-tied knot or the crutch of a malformed pearl that rests a weakened fleece on its forehead and tell me the riddle at the end of the nose is also mine sunny cranial jukebox sly rhythm […]

  theusedlife

  June 6, 2019

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• Sandman Express V

  

  Read more of the Sandman Express poems. the price, in the beginning, was a simple necktie with a knot like a half-eaten moon, a vase of flowers and the dust from a magic carpet that had sailed to all seven setting suns or so said that wiry old mystic as we shotgunned along on his […]

  theusedlife

  June 1, 2019

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• Sandman Express IV

  

  Read Sandman Express, Parts I, II, and III. i never imagined it would all disappear this way, a grove of floating oranges and sapphire giraffes, an acre of magic grass that shone like an eyeful of diamonds out the busted windows of the Sandman, that harbinger of technicolor dreams, while the old hippie wizard and […]

  theusedlife

  May 19, 2019

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• Sandman Express III

  

  Read Part I and Part II of “Sandman Express.” III. now, it is time i direct your attention to the twilight of my fantasy, a scene that begins with the skin of a tangerine, a poison green snail, and my hopes of finding an old desert paradise, that tequila-covered oasis made of sun and hay, […]

  theusedlife

  May 4, 2019

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• Sandman Express II

  

  Read Part I of “Sandman Express.” II. notice how this scene ends with an apparition, of course a wink and a nod and a sip or two of warm ale, an old trick of the Sandman, that feral-eyed Merlin chugging across the world on his train like a mad reindeer full of fairy dust and […]

  theusedlife

  March 25, 2019

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• Sandman Express

  

  Original artwork by T. Blake it was a muddy winter and the trains were always late i was heading west of the city— i was sure of it—by the gaps on a map i found in a dream under a forgotten stagecoach just south of the old diagonals, it told me, west of a buried […]

  theusedlife

  March 17, 2019

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