Monday, April 11, 2011

The False Perception Of Commodities

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I was shown my wings and
then in pure presence, was airborne
drifting over woodland trees
alight I had sudden friends
speak to me of immortality
where living is electric and
even the rocks can hear
where hands change hands
at the altar of the wind.
why should we fly
when we have all these clumsy jewels
on the ground?

Waiting, warm you, in desire
lost in dreams
convenient apparitions flying , full over water
beyond where the skulls of war
overpower our thoughts.
Apparitions come unbidden
to seat where I sat
to favor us in their fullness
to knock us into the water,
to grant us special forgiveness
to rise then recline again
to give forth a crackling dance, eyeless,
and not knowing what to do.

1 comment:

Richard Ewing said...

The forlorn chess game of number two is great! Portends more than you'd think.

... and #3.
you never know how unseriously you're really being taken at any given time.
oh dear.