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Clouds attached to string
filled with tattered leaves and Earth.
Raindrops in a glass.
filled with tattered leaves and Earth.
Raindrops in a glass.
Literature
all the ways we die
wild figures empty the oceans
of all its centuried sediments
and dead martyred heroes,
and rent the fathomless Marianne,
filament threads
of light glowing and gasping into
the gullet of the world,
and canyon arms are holding too much
for all history, so add another
layered corpse
in each of the decaying deeps;
walkers there know how our
commute
down pacific street burns,
and never returns our coelocanth
souls.
Literature
Bargaining Hours
Do not trust Death
or the deals it strikes
as it creeps
with its steady hours.
Time is the secret
hand it keeps flat
on the clock face.
Always moving forward,
if imperceptibly or suddenly
sliding closer to the present
moment passing by
like the shadows that are slow
to embrace me as the light drops
and everything loses its luster
under a pallid ageless grin.
Literature
consecrate
authenticity an arsenic
in morning coffee, in the smiles
pressed like ironed laundry,
because I feel like one wrong breath,
one wrong kiss between glossed lips and soft jaws
and I will be nailed to a cross
deception a shame rising like steam,
where teeth grind against each other
like clockwork gears, tick tick ticking
while the tongue kisses the roof of its cathedral
like a prayer to gods yet to be named
because her face is a mosaic window
shining the sin out of love
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the images here are pretty awesome. sorry i can't leave a more in-depth comment since critiquing poetry has never been my strength. but all i can say is i like the way you reduce a simple image into something poetic.