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| self portrait by Edward Rinaldi © |
sat the arachnids
formula
silk safe daylight transcription subscribes ties to electromagnetic field pulse
neon dye languages/ ego disconnects, chooses not to speak/ pearls want divers to
know blade kiss electron slit miss infinity experiments are prying open what desire
possesses of the observation/
holiday
season upon us/ festival bang fire, kettle to palm/ town squares circled, evergreen life stealing moments of
abandon/ lemming and wildebeest world of carnage, collection and someone is
always to blame, say tomorrow is your gold/ the history books want us to keep the television on/ burn salvation when we can/ try never to remember every soul is scented/ a permeation bloom/ salt, sugar, blood, iron and
eon/ we keep repeating rituals/ finding the explanations are wolves for sheep/
poems
go
predator
to prey
pariah
to parishioner
deliberate
to deluge
inside
midnight to dawn
fabric
dark
fine smooth
surrender
formless
exhale
roadside
attraction says
ruminate
here
enjoy
smiling
know something
no
one ever has
to
hear
or
read
write perfect a poem
tap
the root song
keep
it to yourself
you’re
selfish
the
poem only meant
to
be thought
once, never knew
it was a poem
just a window
thrown open
or a door
walked through
crave the carved heart
your
bones be part
dust
and rain
mostly things
you stain your pants
and love with
I
just wipe my hands
at
my sides, mostly
wear
dark clothing
drink
in dives
pretend
I’m an
omnipresent
invisible
laughing
sinister to serenade
my
mask is purposefully
grotesque,
you could not
possibly
like me
mad,
macabre
and
mindful
of
joy’s place
at
the table
EJR ©
