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MONO SPLICE

stub of dream
auxilliary sub beat
flashs of bright true image
I can hear the creak
like light on that shutter blade
as it flicks the scene

this drone of now
submersed in fluid
ease
the face says
this
the body says there

and the soul hurls
against the wretched
flight in exstacy
this burning wish
flaring like a strobe

and all dark angles
jutting
sharp as a blade
on velvet

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Region, Country: north ontario, CAN

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Esker

Esker

14 years 6 months ago

Longo

i do the best to make new language of old
words one merely has to read poetry less
then a hundred years to see how language
recreates meanings its sculpting to me
i dont follow convention make it up as
I go along letting the mere power of the
word stand out in a way without the
selling of all the rest of the prompts

literaly bartering an understanding with
the reader

its all poetry in the end
thank You Longo

weirdelf

weirdelf

10 years 6 months ago

I love that concept!

Bartering an understanding with the reader.
Love the poem but consider your reply to be the more significant work!

Geremia

Geremia

10 years 6 months ago

Poetry, Steven, comes from

Poetry, Steven, comes from many sources, but few can manipulate the word and give it another reality n a special context. That is creativity, You have that ability.

joe

Esker

Esker

10 years 6 months ago

This is the ramblings of a madman

staring too long at the sun?
You are right Jess the comment feilds
are what makes this place and poems
come into some kind of meaning.
I dont remember this work
a lot of the times Im pretty out
there...sleep deprived under
a lot of stress..

its good though because the more
i work to get my poetry legible to the
mind the more in real life I can
speak and people understand

Give it another reality
Thanks for the compliment!
I work hard at the mix
words can have

Thank You!