stories from yesterday

Permanent Capital I 

Is debt.

Earthworms 

As brass hooks

Get it?

Brass hooks

As earthworms

In the

Dirt.

Trash-can has a name 

Structured phonically 

By what’s inside.

Broken glass bottles share 

The mirror’s aspirations.

First 

Among

Equals, is the impression

Of others. Counterpart to 

Permanence, designed to 

Expire 

After permanence disappears.

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Poet sat at his desk, dipped feathers in inkwells brimming with censorship, decorated lined paper in fettered language. His chair screeched as he pushed backwards off his desk, stood and strolled to his bedroom window and held the paper against the glass. Sunlight cascaded shadows over his bland face and as that space failed, trailed beams on the empty walls behind him.  ……………………………..

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Gibberish is phonics yearning to be made into words. 

Empty graves resemble censor-bars, flashlights stayed like Abrham’s hand hold shadows accountable 

To the shapes 

They’re mocking. Gravedigger’s talk to the dead, contest these conversations are meaningful, if only to berate the procedure of debates among the living.

Dissection of a memory, bordered off like it was reel to reel. 

If a hello went there

She 

Would’ve been more 

Interested, 

If 

I wasn’t there 

To begin 

Why

Does it end?

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Remembering is the argument for semantics.

 

Published by akcola

because the end is profitable

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