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October 2, 2011
Our Meaning and Purpose by ~ThePlanetXNibiru.
Featured by BeccaJS
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Literature Text
I
All of death is death. Life,
too, is like death.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
II
I was confused
so I asked God: What should I do?
Move your body and have emotions. The birds were dancing.
Could you be more specific?
But now God was busy arguing with Moses.
III
All of life is life. Death,
too, is like life.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
IV
Tomorrow is the sound
of a question falling
on a bed of questions.
Today I hold out
your name, God,
in the public square.
Yesterday reason, the slayer
of song, wended its way
into our will.
V
All of light is linking. Dreams,
too, would see us separated.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
VI
All of God is God. Dark,
too, is like God.
The way we usurp it
laughing and spinning.
All of death is death. Life,
too, is like death.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
II
I was confused
so I asked God: What should I do?
Move your body and have emotions. The birds were dancing.
Could you be more specific?
But now God was busy arguing with Moses.
III
All of life is life. Death,
too, is like life.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
IV
Tomorrow is the sound
of a question falling
on a bed of questions.
Today I hold out
your name, God,
in the public square.
Yesterday reason, the slayer
of song, wended its way
into our will.
V
All of light is linking. Dreams,
too, would see us separated.
The way it erupts over you
laughing and spinning.
VI
All of God is God. Dark,
too, is like God.
The way we usurp it
laughing and spinning.
Literature
for exit 165.
in the outstretched wingspan of
tuesday night you'll find them:
the foothills slumbering jagged under
sixteen inches of loose sand and
the city hushed and glowing, lines
of porchlights strung together in suburban rows like
beads on a chain
your house was cavernous hollow like a lung
the colors were dim and
jaundiced, a quiet rush of tepid water
bent the silence while thirty years of
smoking hung ownerless
in the air like the cling of a dead moths to a wall
you tell me of a dream that's vague like
clouds in the sky like
clouds in the sink with
your body limp and damp like
hot tea bags and
your face like spilled milk
a
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Perfect Contrition
In a proper Catholic church, everything echoes. Any sound uttered within the building bounces of the floor and the walls and the high, vaulted ceilings, so much so that I imagine that they could easily reach the ears of God himself. It's a rather poetic thought, the voices of mere mortals ringing towards Heaven with the help of good acoustics, but that thought's tempered by the fact that it includes every single noise: the coughs of emphysemic old men, the rustling of an impatient young girl's dress, and the taps of even the softest rubber-soled sneakers are no exception. On rainy days like this one, those shoes tend to squeak, which probably
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6
Either way
It is past seven and there is a rumor that you are coming home.
When I saw you last, I found
that word in your mouth. It was
foreign, a small success for your vocabulary.
I stalked it all the way back to the house,
sucked it clean and dry and no longer holy,
hanging by a horrifying thread.
What will be the first thing you speak of tomorrow;
what wills your growth, what wills you to change?
If we are wanted,
if the earth swirls right, almost cloudlessly,
if you should find my hand and whittle out
a new word
If you hiss
like a turntable
as you try to spin me round and round
It is only seven; I trust you w
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will always be exactly as obscure as they need to be to keep us pressing on the edges.
Yay! Much thanks to thetaoofchaos for a DLD. It is especially an honor because he is a poet who writes strong poems. Witness: [link]
Also, if you like this you might like the poetry of Dorothea Lasky, whose poetry has had a major influence on me.
Her website: [link]
Her books: [link]
She's really good. Y'all should check her out.
Yay! Much thanks to thetaoofchaos for a DLD. It is especially an honor because he is a poet who writes strong poems. Witness: [link]
Also, if you like this you might like the poetry of Dorothea Lasky, whose poetry has had a major influence on me.
Her website: [link]
Her books: [link]
She's really good. Y'all should check her out.
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I missed this gem somehow! Congrats on the DD/DLD!