Triage ceremony. Current slaves are free; it was this image of empty lives that made a man die. Dust of the packed flesh and not flesh is spirit. Dust of the softball games. Examine the same five activities of the smelling flesh, doing something of a new mind in an age of gods.
Unmask down thyself. [...]
Archive for June, 2009
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The Thing Tangible.
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grey_poem
befuddled, slightly under events
the automated field operator balked.
“the kind of love that marks the recording illegible is not worth recording”
he often said as he moved diligently around the perimeter.
the first night they nested,
two twigs and fire broke in the bracken.
on second transmission,
timed out, he gleaned the gleaming arm of his recorder.
“unwork the undoable and look [...] -
WORD IS A FOUR-LETTER WORD
Not some flippant re-utterance.
Then when there with over sum four-let her wird.
Rot is this and that into something from within in
dirty, little unseen network of life that no sun
sees until up and atom. -
Keimer in Barbados: An Uncertain Principle
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stool
predestined
horizontal / vertical man & man
ii
think of it as | something like
a gauze, or, in 3 dimensions,
a stiffened sponge
1) the fine grain, the quarky
waves in waves, jarring agaist
waves OILY & PANEGYRIC
these oiled & agonic
2) passed through smoke
smoke as an erasure
erasure as spiral swirl of Keimer
with flecked red devils
sparks
3) soap
We are the fallen
about [...]