veneralia e il culto di Venere
(salvation is an open, thirsty road)
soapbox and bone
pulpit to paucity sinew
water
carves life
the
poet says
with
a circling sky
in
arrested orations
we
are just
the
clocked discarded parts
drinking
in the rain again
bodies,
souls and perspectives
lurking
in the turns
we
root ways
the
preacher says
to
steal into things
from
tendril birth ride
to
clung hope soft and tight
from
palmed hidden light
to
each desiccate death
we
are wanted for
we
preserve order
with
our reflections
posed
as art and artifice
for
temple scents,
baths,
salt, ash
and
dust
storms and calms
the
wind
boils tides
into
howls
and
ghosts
says
death only
razor-edges
time
into
the knives
and
sharp lines
you
define
yourselves
with…
the wind sings
I
am what seeks
your
ambition
for
permanence
the churches of chaos
patterned
asymmetric
the
forms that ye fill
are
what ye bow down for
what
ye bend and curve
into
each pause of now
from
brightly stained pain
to
the fading colors
of
your articulate beauty
desire
is bleeding
acknowledgement
suiting
up in what
you’ve
bargained
to
be here for
hymnal parted algorithm
any
peddler knows hustling
the
poet says
by
ready nose
and
sight blues
what
you’ve come
to
this corner for
why
you want to cleave
the
quiet spaces clean
why
conversations hint and glean
tailoring
hollows into hallowed thin
sinning
repentance into words and imagery
praise be god peach blossom contemplation
namaste hallelujah and blessed be
the bread broken here
is non-denominational
I see
this
explains how the wind records
the
preacher says
by
cutting canyons
into
wonder and awe
it
is why
we
always
want
more
once
sate and glory
have
come and gone
why
reason often dreams
saint
hunger returning
fade out slow a cappella
in hidden chorus
we
are
ready
to shine
tombstones
caught
in headlights
we
pass beneath stars
asking
them
to
drive home
collect
tolls
pass
plates
experience
us
piece
together
what they must
just remember
us
ritual,
sabbat
and
eights
wow cool blend man....the church/religeous references throughout...that whole section on preacher cutting canyons in awe and wonder and our need for more....great flow in this as well...
ReplyDeletei think you chose awesome images here... my fav being the canyons and headlights parts... grounds it wonderfully
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