Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Crytpic Tilogy
the foetus-piano-jawed
rhino-head-snake-gondola
is watching you board
another boat.
its thin wispy tear
is like a round wet
alhambra of effervescing
honeycombs
whose occupants
like lithop-buttocks
proffer each
a single fungal eye,
a lugubrious ageveorthan,
an ububboo piper clad in
red cubebs, a thinking
corn whose kernals all hold
a foetal gondola jawed
fungus piano ear,
a seer-like silence
borne of no being
a century, a centaury
as in the Latin and Greek
sense of the term
centaurus; 'of unsettled origin'
[..]
If I said it, I meant it, otherwise,
its sediment, or sentiment, what's impediment
whose feats
like imps
are imperious
until lexmasperated
the date of the reaper's
last cell
the day before
USTED.
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For some reason I keep coming back to this poem. I am beginning to quite like it, and to have some sturdy visuals from it. Thanks.
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