displacements and loss (redux)

Posted on June 4, 2021 by istsfor manity

Abstract no. 5

I studied the core sediment samples from your heart

The records show (prehistorically) your heart was malice

Microscopic fossils mark displacements and loss

I found demarcations of hopes dashed—
and untimely deaths

Near the bottom—a striation—an icy section where nothing thrived

How could something come of this?
How could anything grow?

I have abandoned this study
I leave the abstract to you

“This place has only three exits, sir: Madness, and Death.”

— René Daumal / A Night of Serious Drinking

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i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....

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