Monday, September 1, 2008

Vertebra, Heave




.............................every time I fail in my clarity
....................................there is an even greater reason
...............................for obscurity

..............................................................but then
......there are concealments
..............exposed in root
...............................there are---
.....................................long..................gaps


...............in time, spheres
............................of illusory
...................................geometrics:

even my spleen tastes
of hypotenuse

.............................cubes & cylinder


......you are twine--.......ich bin
..................matrix & vortex
.....................perhaps
................undefined in
................linearality; a
......................binary code--

.................streams from tongue
.........................ending in zeroes


........I give you
......or give in to
.....near-completion
non-word
......never fully registering synthesis in my bones
.........nor dismembering impressions of fusion

............................................................are we
......................................................forethought
..................................................to the implied?

............or scrap(e)
...........of nodules?
.................the unmeasured?
.............................................undefined?


existence (non)
fill the palms
with wholeness
..................................or emptiness, then
................................... ---- pulse
......................but never throb
..............................impulsively

1 comment:

  1. terrific poem!
    it casts a spell (scientifical--
    geometri--
    ryhthm 7 flow--
    likev it much

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