Differing the Existential Potential of Crawdads
Posted: October 6th, 2014, 6:15 pm
Differing the Existential Potential of Crawdads
scarred taurian torsos on the side of burleigh -
i thought i was complaining
but words spilled liquid all over dover...
springs crushed under their own bounce,
jello wiggled inconsistently in shadows
brought on by feigned marigolds squinting
thru harmonic divergences pasteled by gargoyles
erected on phantom whispers shouting in dutch
hellevating the dissipation of magnitude rightly.
i recited the alphabet splattered like warriors blood
against the walls built of ivory stolen from japan
but my heart pedaled furiously counterclockwise...
spirals spewing fumes of stale nicotine
exhaled by lungs from african mystics
relying on sanctity to provoke angel’s dust
to endure the basquiat figurines distorted
by three feet imitating grasps of confusion
wiped by cloths imprinted with slogans from
nine hundred and sixty-three migrant midgets
collapsing in domino effect without clatter
upon furrowed brows confused by dilettantes touch.
i awaken to seven moons rotating to brahms
causing the midnight clouds to blush as if
nuernberg was invented by historical events...
june proceeded the winds of flatulence expelled
by the earthiness of nature's feline presence
and yodeling woodsmen chopped cilantro abroad...
mercurial disadvantages slipped on peeled acorns
adjusting leverages out of borrowed bottled air
masturbating against venetian blinds from taiwan
a king of nigeria offered me one gold pendant
the replicated sinus of a wild boar
while i knelt on one knee free at last
while the echoes in my head subsided
across the placid still waters of lake titicaca
deep in silent meditation, life begins again
[cecil - 2004]
scarred taurian torsos on the side of burleigh -
i thought i was complaining
but words spilled liquid all over dover...
springs crushed under their own bounce,
jello wiggled inconsistently in shadows
brought on by feigned marigolds squinting
thru harmonic divergences pasteled by gargoyles
erected on phantom whispers shouting in dutch
hellevating the dissipation of magnitude rightly.
i recited the alphabet splattered like warriors blood
against the walls built of ivory stolen from japan
but my heart pedaled furiously counterclockwise...
spirals spewing fumes of stale nicotine
exhaled by lungs from african mystics
relying on sanctity to provoke angel’s dust
to endure the basquiat figurines distorted
by three feet imitating grasps of confusion
wiped by cloths imprinted with slogans from
nine hundred and sixty-three migrant midgets
collapsing in domino effect without clatter
upon furrowed brows confused by dilettantes touch.
i awaken to seven moons rotating to brahms
causing the midnight clouds to blush as if
nuernberg was invented by historical events...
june proceeded the winds of flatulence expelled
by the earthiness of nature's feline presence
and yodeling woodsmen chopped cilantro abroad...
mercurial disadvantages slipped on peeled acorns
adjusting leverages out of borrowed bottled air
masturbating against venetian blinds from taiwan
a king of nigeria offered me one gold pendant
the replicated sinus of a wild boar
while i knelt on one knee free at last
while the echoes in my head subsided
across the placid still waters of lake titicaca
deep in silent meditation, life begins again
[cecil - 2004]