Tag: poetry
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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…
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Philosophy of Sound
too much of this is thought out loud— what it is to be alive & aiming for the sun like static among trees or continuations of a long-awaited dream beyond mysteries of tidal waves tadpoles silence
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Gravity on a Tabletop
everything passes through unseen forces landscapes tabletops the limits of freedom & most trees even the voices of oceans dusted off & debated softly over breakfast This collage is my second attempt at gravity on a tabletop. And, while I’m not certain this landscape really depicts the essence of the poem, I really kind of dig…
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Bursts of Paradise
mind is linearly shape of sandcastles orange peels & endless mirrors time is heavy the fog of everyday life a bit lonely like walking home from the moon & the warmth of familiar fingers little bursts of paradise something human appears & takes flight a clock turns on its face simple indestructible normal to have…
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Lady Unknown
sit & script first mystery: lady unknown there was a time in our uncertain future when everything was cared for world from infinite mellow mother moons & metaphors bolder than myths of knowledge dank swarming streets test tubes & radical disbelief a child cries a lizard makes holes at the sun eats the night with…
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Sunflower
inside of myself is sunflower prayer dancer unswept pasture awakens changes drinks like children of scientific spring elixirs electrodes & intellectual freedom wild words & slow confusion runs through streets hides among women & birds interludes for dead
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Boots Underground
there’s an idea that invisible people are where we belong in real time the primordial magic of wine cannon balls crystal ships & pirates in history this is the quest for paradise the animal fury of contact a monograph of enemies brass elephants & boots underground their footprints have been buried & their hearts are…
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Barefoot, On a Dashboard
It is important to move one’s mind to make space for planets, conversations, for the rhythms of a driving car and the unencumbered sensations of wine. Ancient symbols of wisdom and disbelief. For the soft genesis of myth, the unlikelihood of martyrdom and all the colors of gardens and saints. Open eyes and crocodiles. Rebellion…
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When We Were Islands
i am between time, matter and a violin a radical sense of happening for as long as walls have room to listen i argue with illusions of strangers gently aware of the sunshine at our backs (your hair is the motif of a long summer moon) a messy triumph of signals and rearrangements the way…
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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
The Used Life 