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terça-feira, novembro 28, 2006
synapsis
turn of flesh in barbed hot
wire_d one pound of
eternal binary cosmophylia
and lust
at last at hand in sight in flight
~
ascend, creatures of shadowed conversations
here ~ outside the riddle ~
between the eye_station
where ends meet and shine and lubricate and answer at last
before the court of gravitation
before the curtain of scrutiny
before the circus_spection
circum_speculation
circa stanza ~one inch before the lid ~ is the measure
for measure.
turn of flesh in barbed hot
wire_d one pound of
eternal binary cosmophylia
and lust
at last at hand in sight in flight
~
ascend, creatures of shadowed conversations
here ~ outside the riddle ~
between the eye_station
where ends meet and shine and lubricate and answer at last
before the court of gravitation
before the curtain of scrutiny
before the circus_spection
circum_speculation
circa stanza ~one inch before the lid ~ is the measure
for measure.
quinta-feira, novembro 23, 2006
3 a.d. (after death)
the ceiling is crying, warm and far
and every object near you tells of your tale
unsuspected day in colour and black
and rain and rain
for i kept some
and i drink some
and i remember some
of those tears. every day a child
smiles at me
still
photo
of the nature of being.
i have to visit you soon.
(shall i take flowers?)
the ceiling is crying, warm and far
and every object near you tells of your tale
unsuspected day in colour and black
and rain and rain
for i kept some
and i drink some
and i remember some
of those tears. every day a child
smiles at me
still
photo
of the nature of being.
i have to visit you soon.
(shall i take flowers?)
quinta-feira, novembro 09, 2006
People who love me (but they don't know it yet)
DELIRIUM
a irmã mais nova de Dream, Death, Destiny, Destruction, Desire e Despair. Já foi antes Delight, mas algo aconteceu. Um bocado de cor a mais, mas é a poesia amoral em movimento. Uma ode à esquizofrenia.
a irmã mais nova de Dream, Death, Destiny, Destruction, Desire e Despair. Já foi antes Delight, mas algo aconteceu. Um bocado de cor a mais, mas é a poesia amoral em movimento. Uma ode à esquizofrenia.
terça-feira, novembro 07, 2006
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