Sunday, September 18, 2011

29th - t

Held at the height of the top of the head, bowing to the Moon.
"her worshippers go to her," she said to her, "it's dark in there and it's getting dark here."

"Contemplate the landscape in twilight."
Not a breath of wind excitedthe lake this day and in turn it was a mirror
Making a twin of every beauty.
Wink
She blinked, in and out,
Through circles (lips too red)
What is visible and what is invisible, interrupted
by a sudden death, consanguinity
A mystery of flesh and of Beneath flesh
Solid rhythm, substantial

Rubbed clean with fingertips
Without bruising.
One tooth carves the other (in its unique direction as the sands of the shore)
Ancient anchors, bones missing, colors fading,
Birds and lavender, pillaging the vast blue castle of the Sky
"The old wooden school of taxidermy," she said. "... And platonic quarantines."
"Modern science, contrariwise, demanded an undistracted contemplation of single, mature, pristine individuals." I apologized. Distracted multiplicities, and weathered I was, then.
In the afternoon

"And her hair was on fire, all of her hair, the shadow rose between and she didn't know how to carry all that  she had."
Shadow rose, shadow rise, shadow ring, shadow eyes, the shadows between thighs
This, a type of parabolic pneumonia, the fine curve of the irresponsibility of fire.
Fingered towardthe newspaper, for the mutual inclination of two lines, meeting at an angle
Unthinkingly they had, at last, become women...
though he, having thought for some substantial duration that they already were, had been for sometime
Well beyond him
they are still perfecting, to ripen
Still well beyond him.

(private menageries, suspending belief, as the carrot and the stick)
She removed her apparati as the men approached (illuminati spies and saboteurs, remaining from the last great war.)
He gave up too easily, an deserved to be banned
He had suffered, but his daughter now was a great success, accidental clarity.
Upward and westward, lengthening tendons
Two of one and one of the other
"Wait until you are invited."
Exaggerated temporarily. He eavesdropped but still had no comprehension of their agenda
Two clearly defined models.
She lay the guitar on the grass of the lawn at the front of the house.

Introducing a Paradigm: The Fall

Hyetal memory? Fog upon the River. The Water travels in time
This is now &
There are no secrets she
Traces a shadow of his face cast
In the mirror, in the mirror
Reveals the invisible and shows the divine in the brilliance of a mysterious epiphany...
He never stood
Stood a chance (Don't invitE the bull into the china shop)
Eaten alive, but what did they eat?
She ate...
"You will receive the land as well. The land will
Come with her. The animals were a joke
But they were very serious about the property, and property lines
All straight
"forget all the things you say
I'm out this way
Nevermind humble murmur
Nor moist pockets and kerchiefs"
I came here before
of these two moments, which are sometimes so noticeably interwoven that their co-presence becomes possible at a certain moment of history.
And they were more interested in sensation itself than the objects of that sensation.

"I wanted to bring into our halls the illusion if outdoors."
an unbroken history, and an unending outdoors commenced.

& space
"Come home soon and safe is what I'd say to all of them(, no matter where)."
Place two fingers in the mud.
Neglect not the dawn and
Remember the flower of her journey

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