Sunday, July 5, 2009

Magic Tablet

O the oracular beach
of conscience

O the power of O

ancient wind tunnel

vowel common
to grief and orgasm

This is my place at the beach

Temporary
splendid
eroding

Listen to the foam stupor

how aggrieved
becomes amphitheater

Humans speak to their dead here
run their dogs

Worship the abstract nature
of forgetfulness, forgiveness

smooth and tiny
animal wreckage
along the edge!

baroque or rococo
spiral or leaf
reft claw, tooth

might as well
unicorn horn

ridiculous ideals

crunch below your toes

the most intricate earrings

jewels laid out
dead creatures
a prickly beauty
shines below all

O the joy of it!

The childish urge to write!

Wet concrete in a graveyard!

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