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some british guy in a band (his name
i do not know)
sings a series of notes that
clamber through
my ribs like a spasm and
well, it's close to a religious awakening
and it's like being punched
in the gut - a whole month's worth of flowers
bloom at once
magnolias
and jonquils and lilies
sprout and quiver
in my throat
ibises land in the paddock to shelter from the storm
snow-white and stoic they stand impassive
amongst the rain
baby chickens break through their shells
with a bloody, plastered-wet tenacity
i think i can understand
one of them is born wrong, his guts
are falling out
small things die and big things
die
and the world does not mourn them
and humanity inhales
rapid and shuddering like a mouse
a thousand curtains are drawn aside
like ghosts - suddenly i
shiver
i take my bellyfull of universe-sized epiphany
and draw it around myself like a blanket
breathe in,
then out
what do i do with this thing?
i do not know)
sings a series of notes that
clamber through
my ribs like a spasm and
well, it's close to a religious awakening
and it's like being punched
in the gut - a whole month's worth of flowers
bloom at once
magnolias
and jonquils and lilies
sprout and quiver
in my throat
ibises land in the paddock to shelter from the storm
snow-white and stoic they stand impassive
amongst the rain
baby chickens break through their shells
with a bloody, plastered-wet tenacity
i think i can understand
one of them is born wrong, his guts
are falling out
small things die and big things
die
and the world does not mourn them
and humanity inhales
rapid and shuddering like a mouse
a thousand curtains are drawn aside
like ghosts - suddenly i
shiver
i take my bellyfull of universe-sized epiphany
and draw it around myself like a blanket
breathe in,
then out
what do i do with this thing?
Literature
The encounter
I looked forward to see a dragons huge chest close enough for me to touch. I look up to see the dragons long neck.
It wasn’t a giant dragon, but it wasn’t tiny. It could swallow me whole though I bet it could.
There was a lump moving from its head down to its neck. It must have just swallowed something. I watched as the lump quickly moved down the dragons neck , then disappeared into its chest. I could hear whatever it swallowed as it entered its stomach, but I could hear something else as well.
I could hear a heartbeat. I knew it wasn’t mine, I could tell the heart must have been in its check right in front of me, or some
Literature
Matchstick
irreplaceable yet unnecessary
leave me in your retrospect
where you found me, unwanted & with a question mark over my head
or a Matchstick, maybe
I'm the fire you started &
couldn't put out
the one you doused &
the One you'll freeze without.
Literature
Triscuits
Jenna comes into the room with a packet of triscuits
And offers me some.
They are salted. I don't like salted foods;
They're too much like the ocean.
Jenna, skintight leggings,
Comes into the room with a packet of trisctuits.
They make an odd noise as they're chewed,
Like the grunts of a broken bone.
Jenna used to sail the seas but now
She can just open a packet of triscuits and tell me
How much she loves the prairie wind.
'Cause it's endless like that, 'cause it's yellow like that.
She looks at me with a mouth fulla triscuits and she dares say
That the house is too empty.
It's got walls and a floor and you're saying that you wa
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Hey you, I love this. Your writing is kinda blowing me away. :]