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we found him in the factory,
presiding, perched on a throne of bricks,
face jack-frost blue, pepper black
hair tufted white, thermos
frozen, cold coffee's scent, sleeping
bag, bed-roll, rucksack;
his mouth hung haggard.
he sought to inhale winter,
to rid the earth of pristine silence,
the entirety of her quieting.
we have found others like him,
men without homes,
expelled,
faces burnt from photographs.
presiding, perched on a throne of bricks,
face jack-frost blue, pepper black
hair tufted white, thermos
frozen, cold coffee's scent, sleeping
bag, bed-roll, rucksack;
his mouth hung haggard.
he sought to inhale winter,
to rid the earth of pristine silence,
the entirety of her quieting.
we have found others like him,
men without homes,
expelled,
faces burnt from photographs.
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if the woman
.
If the woman is a stone
bury her in blue water,
If the woman is a knife
rub her til she's sharp.
His voice is a rattle at the bottom of a tin cup.
His arms are spurs, and rusted
where metal pinches leather.
He shakes like a drum in firelight
with the last fist still fresh on his back:
ama sa'ni, she grow curved low like a horseshoe,
&
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gestalt
I hope this is more than inebriated romance.
I watch you in the diner.
I'm always watching, through mirrors, through doorways, seeing you and seeing me and knowing we're reflections of the same hypocrisy; I'm outside the television, this tellingvision, I'm disconnected, broken, the nerve between me and the rest of existence is strained and I see beyond your charades. I'm on the outside of the window, our interactions are equivocal, ambiguous, filtered and muted. My reality is a drunk prism, and your reality is an insane labyrinth of pattern, schedule, and bullshit.
The coffee at dinner makes remnants of the vodka at breakfast taste l
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Memory of a Lullaby
Chapter 1:
The silence shattered as the bells in the rafters above him began to sway and sound their morning tones. Kane, jarred from his meditation, sighed quietly and closed his eyes, leaning his head back against the beam that stood upright behind where he sat. The solemn melody played on for a minute or so before the bells fell to silence once more, having finished filling the air with their resonating tones as the people of Delmaska woke to face another day. Kane kept his eyes shut a moment more, trying to remember the broken pieces of the melody that had haunted him from his rest for the last few nights now. But they had fled with the
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it was -14º last night, one of the factory kids decided to walk home.
i keep reading these infarticles (informative articles ) about the homeless in heat waves and artic fronts. this is deadly serious, more so than it should be. my uncle died of hypothermia hitchhiking across the country so he could stay with my parents to get help for his alcoholism. still, i have yet to stumble across a body in my adventures.
unfinished, as always. perhaps i shall leave it that way.
i keep reading these infarticles (informative articles ) about the homeless in heat waves and artic fronts. this is deadly serious, more so than it should be. my uncle died of hypothermia hitchhiking across the country so he could stay with my parents to get help for his alcoholism. still, i have yet to stumble across a body in my adventures.
unfinished, as always. perhaps i shall leave it that way.
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first stanza now v. powerful. gentle and mesmerising.
to rid the earth of pristine silence,
the entirety of her quieting.
lacks the direct honesty of the rest. i still don't get these two lines after a few reads.
ending manages to aviod being cutesy despite the cliched burnt photograph image. it's all quietly very good.
to rid the earth of pristine silence,
the entirety of her quieting.
lacks the direct honesty of the rest. i still don't get these two lines after a few reads.
ending manages to aviod being cutesy despite the cliched burnt photograph image. it's all quietly very good.