Showing posts with label skeleton. Show all posts
Showing posts with label skeleton. Show all posts

Thursday, November 17, 2011

November 17th, 2011

#6
damn it (hungering)
is there any end, to…
Whose bad dreams are these?
when far worse is bought?

Suns call, reach from the abyss
pierce, penetrate, and caress
He climbed the pole, ascended
with strong embraces and stronger lift and pull
unkempt and savage, with sweet tooth
nearly out of view, almost in the cloud

#7
a bird wails across the dream
the Moon is a gaping hole
we are a water molecule in a thunderstorm
lightning is the daughter
and the finale
“I cannot sing and know no stories.”

Added for the centaur or Minotaur
& what could not appear
Three innocent eyes,

the resurrection unseen
You cannot
Disengaged lost in space
Insomnia until the spade is lifted high above head
Rugged spreading form, unfoldable houseplant

And eye have and the glimmer of a prism when her makeup was smEaring on the dagger
The residue of Atrocity. Blinking in the long cold morning. Many mistakes in the promise and void.
Bipedal
As soon as he came down to what happened, murmuring

Weave, braid
Into a rope of aligning
The fur finds its way out eventually.
"...in a perfect creation,  nothing created was ever intended to disappear."
Hiding in a line
In the radiance of the fresh snow
to the North

Interregna, sagitta,  "I follow you, to the fossils, wherever you can go, I will walk..." said the burning sheet of paper
Owls in the bell tower,
Owls in the bells,
lose the ways to the past, trying to get through, in ashes since
Before reaching the hearth

Anima
Bricoleur and arcanum
The nymph fairy pining
Away into the rock wall of a cave, cursed by a jealous animal and disappointed by her love for the mirror.
Pines to skin and bone... The blood vanishes into the air, from veins...the voice remains
Flesh and tree are turned to stone.

which sweeps in all directions down the slopes
The scree
Primeval

#8
In Winter light, they made
No jokes about him, not even about his death

Above the crashing
Of stone and metal (lightning!)
"Get out of here
All the way!" she screamed

there is was or goes or will go eventually
bones beneath the dirt, the underground
the underground
who did that?
I did it my self.
did you Do that your self?
Yes I did it my self
Obsidian pointing, quoted, she brought the candles from the box, placing them upon the altar with eyes wide
initiate holes in the veil, get that medicine
on a Sabbath or secretly, in spells and incantations, nothing but the skull to protect them
Taken on the journey until lost in the blur, the forthright burden carried
she had been captive, suddenly feathered, after the jump many jewels and all of them pleased to see her, to stand beside her, for the hull was full,
"Kept under the table, why do you walk that way?" unseen through the smoke
"Naughty is necessarily naked?"

"I will be ancient!
I will be ancient!
I will be ancient!"
"Hold all prayers away from him!"

& then he was hurt
a black snake in the wound
upon the brown soil
the serpent a bowl inverted
omega finally
they all became sick to death
the longarm and the deep cut, clearcut
attempting to please, please with honey and berries
all over the television while she looked at him, "that way, that close to it"
her hands covered with feathers
cascade crystalline as it fell from the cliff or canyon on high
That thin, that wild mercury sound. It's metallic and bright gold.
psychedelic, kaleidoscopic, hallucinatory masterpiece. with a single master, authentic
"This is calamity."
They were telling them about everything
"Can you recognize this or not?"
With the spine and the heart there
Her voice at the festival, "Appreciate all the liberty."

Friday, January 14, 2011

14

Rust Religion from nowhere, Dragons
“…many female visitors to the museum had sought out the stone, apparently believing that it was a meteorite, and that touching it would make them fertile.”
The stone is still there today.
relegating the formless to a background
the shimmering gold plane
a forbidden place in which secret desires are said to be fulfilled. Passage, Nowhere, Elsewhere,
House, Stone, Mountain,

“Art is and must be an empirical reality concerned with the relationships of human beings to objects and objects to objects in relation to human beings.” – Lawrence Weiner
This is not content.
I am not content.

Intrepidity
a realistic representation of non-realistic situations, aware of his habits, sleeping on the ground with the snakes.
Truce between believable and unbelievable, reality is evenmore subtle in the landscape, the reversal of sky and earth created a disorienting
You have to give it
That it is a beautiful country. Thunder survival
Every rise and every horse wild, it cannot be done without the roses. My sister too, wild & free. Please. Every guitar is an angel
and sings for you
if you will, only will touch it and
Play
Literally translating her own sensations experiences stories so she can communicate with others. If you found him you would then have to carry him (drag)  in order to get him where  you want him, take him anywhere other than where he is.
Than that which unborn form you are the content of
The question stays, a bare winter time

Burning church forest
of hate
Translucent with despair and boredom His long shadow reaching into the trees dense branches, swaggering and tumbling in the wind and fire. Chiming & ringing merrily and with handsome splendor, she admired
Tightness in the abdomen
And a fear
Downgoers and overgoers before a golden back drop
Sky, curling at one end, a scroll like skin
The fiery mountain of heavenly metal
Downstairs their bones are
Stored in the catacombs
"No foot of mine ever crossed that doorsill."
a dying animal, with no motion under darkness of sky that reaches out forever while foreverstars project what patterns


Beneath the monastery
The most definite and permanent touch with the least contact possible Immerse yourself in the riot approaching light speed. There is no pretense or interludes.
Saturate the air with howl and hum! recruited to his pagan cause.
"I mean, you all want me to be an artist. I will simply be a result of having experienced and witnessed all this."
attend to what is scribbled in the cave. Let any of you that believe there's a cause realize that it's creation.
A prominence upon a sphere, as a woman's nipple, this protrusion is the highest and nearest to the sky. One shore, one edge of her duplicates until, on the territory with what I didn't remember, something known for years. "his previous appearance had been in my parents' bedroom where I found him intimatewith my former wife"
giving me
What in the instant
I knew better of and than
Half-dark mud & dust
Not answered unanswered deliberately
You must live with your ghosts, &your people, "I don't know, shit, i won't keep acquainted with that part, asymmetric
Scalped in a Terrible rain storm as the scene shiftl
"most life is, literally, the understanding that you don't understand. that son-of-a-bitch, out there, he says the only thing I really have got, it's so quietly said  that you don't notice it."
square
Up there in the northern there is nothing
nothing "deathless" or "immortal"

"I don't believe on practices or being alone, only whether or not it can stand ( the wind the storm the meeting of gravity, gnashing teeth and dense muscular jaws of infinite)"


So much in memory, life is happening all at once or have you never cut a lightning bolt
this attempt to (re)take the lines into your hand(s)
"he is speaking of the stratified elements of glacial accumulations, forming to a height just below above the horizon."
only left when the wall of the last ice began go give away in that ancient long ago
Before any of your dreams
False experience of mountain climbed, heaven all around the place at this height
"I could become extremely precise about something, therefore kindred to the absolute, the perfect &ideaL"
the Actual universe as a geography has shifted and is moving toward us, space is coming home to occupy us, to occupy the Earth,
Humans are disappointing and boring to Creation

There is never enough wildness
Inhabitation of these shapes, against theground pressed
emerged during the process bringing forth
If you run I to or up against the eternal
"thought is belief. belief is action." "But the absolute is the end, not the beginning."


"isn't that the girl you look in the eyes?!".
And the land cAme up andthe seas rose
Thefar sky is as near as you stand
unilateral support; you arenot removed even when traveling at great speed
"I got lost by the way. ...and in fact, people get lost and die.
the first time upon this goddamn field,
I couldn't find my way out. I'm supposed to know directions and all this
Leave the roots on, let the dirt hang and fall, just to make sure they will know where they comecame from."
His mother wanted him to stay overnight at least, don't disappoint your mother
As it approaches it declares it's limit, sleeping on your floor in the fire in your bed(room)
For both of you
Glistening jewel organ
to see these men smoke and talk on the Summer darkness
On the two rocks
In the background. "don't you remember?"