The Vicious Cycle of Reality

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Nausicaa 367

God’s wife she takes the cake
Feeds it to the dogs
Puts her irons in the fire
Falls in love with skeleton violets
Locks up her secret wristwatch.

Look! your voice! (It flies between
The zeroes of the rich and
the magnetic influence of falling
I remember
A horse in a dress
The wonder of religion
The fault of the blood
The man to see
The smell of turpentine
The jaw of shame
A life supposedly
Composed of spots and strangers

If I Could Start To Fly

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Cyclops 296

Christ divided the lower fishes
And sent a dark prayer into the future
The flesh expects to be paid in luminosity
But the hands have their own spirit:
Flabbergasted, they fold and flutter
on an uncertain path back into the present
to the gentle end of certainty and possibility.

We let the waves of light call us
And pay our debts after which we
Look to the east and to home to friends
to carrying the water of relief
to evident flesh and a spirit of being
for our purest nature.

In this way we are afforded life and that
Wrong we desired in being.

Please,...Don't Go. You Haven't Heard My Band Yet.*

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