(opposable/opera)
1.
The dry skins, the drums; golden doors.
Auditorium, aisles of dust; scores
Of gods and blossoms, wide rivers,
Slaughtered tomorrows.
Knowledge unfastens the world.
(You wise ape. You sleeping ant.
You chant of grape, you rape
Of fascination, it's all imagination
It's all of falling water and rising flight.
Plastic fate dreams slowly, but nonetheless
It does. Nature is nature to ignore.
That's what it's for, uneven apathy,
A happy sadness, a madness
A gladness, it
Rhymes, and ears pricked
Needles in the noise
It's numb...)
2.
Mend itself. Indicate.
Mend itself.
3.
Blur changing, perhaps
A tiny beauty
Running by
Like a matchflame
Surfing
A dead sky.
4.
Itself.
It.
5.
Medicine cliff. Multitudes
Jump.
6.
So slow any longer.
What endurance.
Tap.
Twist.
Wrist.
Resound...
7.
Share the limb so I walk.
Share the limb.
Climb. Climate.
Thrum.
Dumb voice.
Speaking flesh.
Fish.
Wheel.
Curve.
Nerve.
New.
Now, new
Never...
*
1.
The dry skins, the drums; golden doors.
Auditorium, aisles of dust; scores
Of gods and blossoms, wide rivers,
Slaughtered tomorrows.
Knowledge unfastens the world.
(You wise ape. You sleeping ant.
You chant of grape, you rape
Of fascination, it's all imagination
It's all of falling water and rising flight.
Plastic fate dreams slowly, but nonetheless
It does. Nature is nature to ignore.
That's what it's for, uneven apathy,
A happy sadness, a madness
A gladness, it
Rhymes, and ears pricked
Needles in the noise
It's numb...)
2.
Mend itself. Indicate.
Mend itself.
3.
Blur changing, perhaps
A tiny beauty
Running by
Like a matchflame
Surfing
A dead sky.
4.
Itself.
It.
5.
Medicine cliff. Multitudes
Jump.
6.
So slow any longer.
What endurance.
Tap.
Twist.
Wrist.
Resound...
7.
Share the limb so I walk.
Share the limb.
Climb. Climate.
Thrum.
Dumb voice.
Speaking flesh.
Fish.
Wheel.
Curve.
Nerve.
New.
Now, new
Never...
*
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fatality:
I hope you don't mind that I named you in my journal...
fatality:
Oh, no, I didn't even mean it as a "tag" just that I'd love to know your train of thought during the day, or just to watch you write. Wow, that must sound really creepy. I'll be quiet now...