SUNSHINE SHOAL

reveal purposeless bask
the sun is upon us

myriad hunters
for a spell
turn your face to the power
that gives us all

for the moment

go back after
to the dealer
the bitch
the informant line
that sucks the drives

subversion
riding waves of control
of power

dull savagery playing
knife tricks
oiling barrels

hook me up an IV of the good
baby and never stop the flow
I'll come alive the monster
and restore the flow

and in the moments
of the peace percieved
look normal
with the smiles
with all the wanton
miles

and an eye open
like a souless
ghost that craves

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Comments

Ian.T

13 years 1 month ago

Steve

A glance at the sun and away they go with the fairies, I liked this write as it portrayed a scene to me of even a second of life amidst the IV dreams.
Also the picture of those fish we reap?rape for their Oil..
There is one place that you use "flow" twice that seemed a little lazy for your normal excellence ??
The one you have written about "Torrentiality" it went over my head but I looked it up on WWW and there were two Indian Bridges that they have made from Roots of trees, they have been doing this for 500 years just thought you might like to see them, Yours Ian.T

Esker

13 years 1 month ago

Flow Flow

yes yes I see twice is twice
interesting

Torrentiality the one meaning i got was like a slur of things
but to hear of this bridge building business is very cool

thank you