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Poem Number 1151
This night: My wish of peace and blessings for all of you.
Be back to play later, Love...f
My job distracts me
from writing down the story
that parallels creation
strength of hand endlessly spoken
Wait till the next coffee break
make this place home.
Am back
and glad to see your thoughts
added to the wall
...
I thought you would start it... when you'd be back ...M
as in murder
blood drooling cold
death is the metaphor of a darker story
It's about He and another HE
in love with an older She
One died of pure pleasure.
...
First moments in a forest a bird, a cat and a worm
The last two are male.
The cat refuses the worm but imagines the taste of the swallow.
The pleasure of the swallow killed many a bird!
Maybe the gum or the pleasure but --NOT --the word.
He knows what he lost ,and still waits for more
Till swallows on a fence, lined three, then four
like clay ocarinas, like pennies for the poor.
smile-cat crouched in the roses,
a worm quite active triggers the unrest.
The tragedy of love taken as food
fogs up intent and desire.
and that's the problem with choices,
either bullet or bread,
which better for the brain?
perhaps a lead sandwich,
with low-carb spread,
and the merest sprinkling
of freeze-dried rain.
The earth trembles the mere image
of a dance, of a ritual, of a loss
of feathers between fangs
reticulated slime drips from the bird's eye
heart wrenched to pulp
A pine tree balm engulfs the breath
of an illusion we are led to believe
like shadow dancers, hard against a
a balinese sheet,
The light behind, is it candle or kerosese?
what matter, for there is truth in lies,
and the reality of sparrows made of clay.
all come to play,
in this Asian backdrop of muddled beings
related to Pi.
the Fibanchi lie of spirals and pineapples
and all such prime numbered things
let there be no misunderstanding
as to ending, as He combats the virus
leading from cough to coffin
The swallow transmits, the cat falls,
the worm returns to its burrow
"as it was in the begining,
is now,
and ever shall be,"


Commentary:
screw the job M, tell us the story. Its much more important...f
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well, if you insist...I'll start it...but it will be the gum stuck to your shoe... :-) M
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