Meta-Narrative for Everything as We Understand Everyone

Contemporary culture, outfitted in consumer designs situates a new meta-narrative of objects creating reality, positioning societal empathy to voice the lamp’s function (illumination devised as pretty!), essential to sentience.  Earth happenings enhance these features and are representative of expected relations, failure to which stands in the understanding of nature’s follies, or the batteries dying, orContinue reading “Meta-Narrative for Everything as We Understand Everyone”

Like the Shadow’s Reflection in the Lake

Bridge stranded over shadows, corrupting the implication of here to there. Planks weathered in still composure, loosen and protrude a nail rusted in succession of rain tickles,  An inch  Secures naked toes lubed in mold, enough to dispel tetanus conibear seizure. Water cleans stone of outer desires and leaves the bald disbelief that age isContinue reading “Like the Shadow’s Reflection in the Lake”

NoT NICE. E(m)pty

Relevancy extrapolated fro(M)  Docile expressions, held inside wrinkles (m)ade  By impregnable e(M)pty wombs & hallways. Filled by a wink.  Framed by brow. Leveled by throat. Hallway: Linoleum floors waxing poetic,  Echoing stares folding squints  In admiration of re(M)()ved scuffs and sins. Wombs: Fetus crestfallen in mourning after Admiration  To Not us the kill of  Personhood.Continue reading “NoT NICE. E(m)pty”

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. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Poet sat atContinue reading “stories from yesterday”

Poetry: a NON-Verbal Translation

Poetry in the mead-hall after feasting was Beowulf accompanied by familiar pop melodies which to-day are repeated via transmission through the electromagnetic spectrum. The progression from verbal throat swells, held to Anglo-Saxon interpretation, assessed in real-time was void of phenomenal proclamation. Philosophers of yore instead deemed this the Word of God (or Gods), held toContinue reading “Poetry: a NON-Verbal Translation”

Conscripted Belligerence

Conscripted belligerence  Soft  Pillows welcome  Comfortable defiance. Homeward. Appendage in tepid bath water. Soothes the iron out  Of flames shimmering from rags wetted in gasoline. FLAMES. Lick  Up from bath water, accosting waves teetering like the American opinion  On diplomacy. Postage is lyrical. Postage is assumptive. Coming forth, text is trained  By the mind decipheringContinue reading “Conscripted Belligerence”

Poetry of Tomato Plants

Reading poetry to tomato plants began the day Rome burned. Red of the flames prompted Nero to comment: “reminds me of my mother’s tomato plants.” Of course Lucan saw an opportunity to drench Rome in sanguine innuendo. He jotted verse, congruent to Nero’s fiddle strokes and whispered in his emperor’s ear: “you know my lord…ifContinue reading “Poetry of Tomato Plants”