C’était les pyjames et non le cors
qui se ballottèrent dans le vent –
une jalousie ramasser par la beauté.
Eblouie, la lentille regarda le grillage
avec désir. De proche ou de loin, le brouillard
passa par des fils de métal emmêlante...
et la brume se fut voir en cadre.
En descendant d’un monde, une tète effarouchante
devins une poitrine ainsi que des jambes.
Le tout consomma au bord du pudeur.
Et l’être – enfin isolé, enfin nue – s’inclina
devant l’oeil douce du lentille – plus intime que le désordre,
plus vide que l’indépendance.
high school poems
Friday, October 31, 2014
Thursday, October 30, 2014
Umkehrpunkt
Love repudiates
Aristotelian logic.
The causal-chain,
Retraced, led to
You, Summer
Courtesan, objectum
Aeternam.
The Unmoved
Mover was a joke.
I bought a book and the
Book would nod.
It would speak
A source.
Beyond that source
Memories were vain.
I used to read words and
Twist my neck.
I thought I was
A bird with a long neck.
I would watch the
Black ink
Turn at the
Umkehrpunkt,
Undergo
Total
Ontological reversal,
Or else reveal
A lady, cherry-
Blossom in hair,
Dancer in the
Clearing, mover
In the unmoved.
How merciless
The black ink
Returns, reclaims
Itself in the black
Order of itself,
Seizing
Sovereignty from
Love,
Aristotle, and their
Respective Lore.
Love repudiates
Aristotelian logic.
The causal-chain,
Retraced, led to
You, Summer
Courtesan, objectum
Aeternam.
The Unmoved
Mover was a joke.
I bought a book and the
Book would nod.
It would speak
A source.
Beyond that source
Memories were vain.
I used to read words and
Twist my neck.
I thought I was
A bird with a long neck.
I would watch the
Black ink
Turn at the
Umkehrpunkt,
Undergo
Total
Ontological reversal,
Or else reveal
A lady, cherry-
Blossom in hair,
Dancer in the
Clearing, mover
In the unmoved.
How merciless
The black ink
Returns, reclaims
Itself in the black
Order of itself,
Seizing
Sovereignty from
Love,
Aristotle, and their
Respective Lore.
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