Wednesday, February 5, 2020

Where Mirrors Spark Fire


The wall is agenda or brier-flames into gentle disjunction. But a signal as borders, but a bashful alienation, while Love might say, He’s morbid!
Such stress to mature while feeling discomfort where we make many excuses; but ducks smile that way or geese smell that way while the park is squirrely.
            So endless so many years while father was absent; this being this feather this donor; but mother so unstable even violent while many can’t fathom such reality; countless skies or chapel scars but a forbidden novel—those furious sympathies while a man feels pitiful or days even years repenting by genetics!

I misknew disaster. I misused matches. I became this creature.

By cryptic designation or radical ravings where octopus are stalking churches; these inadequate words, these fornicating words, our priests and nuns and screams; to lose existence as gaining existence where one must deprive in order to transcend existence.

I met scholars those dreamers while writing upon napkins.

I was a student running from hardknocks or abandoned to a mind enduring-strangers.

Those internal artists this internal theory if but to feel completely strange; such mandatory existence where it never breaks free insomuch as connected stressing our jungle.

Those tables or lights as mocking or commending sourly:
so malignant at moments so sensitive at times or so benign in cosmos; this fire evolving this dear philosophic to have adored or died or lived.

I passed a millpond and gazed at a reflection and met an image I do not know; this bedroom stranger this mirrored judge or this inhome personality; my treasure-trove while wrestling intimacy while one might adjure one afore anxieties; this talkative floor those denigrating memories or this appetite for deliverance; but such sins such secular winds as free-thinkers going astray—
            temblors or symphonies to crochet a soulquake while unknit and barefoot.

            —those memory tempos those memory temperaments at strain by consideration; those linchpins so tampered through nights, while weeds are sprouting upon clouds—
           
Those gardens unpruned such wildness such life at topaz lakes; such rich vinegar such sweet violence or pure sugar and saffron; those twilight disasters this windbreaking shadow while confrontation reveals us to self.

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    The strength to withstand the winds; a spell as it effects/affects some creature. A sudden moment filled with absolute certainty, so wro...