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Author Name: Freebluefish 1 Comments
Date Added: July 16, 2005 14:07:19 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Dried In Passage

When comets drown in the ocean

Who shall morn the fish.

When water comes from the core of this world

Who shall morn the kittens

and their philosophy of pounce?

When fire anoints the cliff  tops

Who shall morn the baby goats

On mountain altars

as they chant with their hoofs?

When mud swallows villages of books

Who shall morn the missing words.

Crippled fragments of knowledge?……


In all things i seem

To bare a strange curse

Fester in moonlight

Agonies that contain no beauty

To feel for those

who do not have a voice….


To drip worlds on

Paper like indistinguishable prayers.

Lettering nouns that no longer exist

i imagine their tears

and fall a companion

into the mysteries of  snares


For  when this nightmare world ends

i shall be blessed forgetfulness

For the grave shall not morn for me

Dreams for the tools of my voice--

Lie discarded cool  with

Worthless cloak of skin..

Barriers of bones ribs empty

and tears are dried in passage

for they have completed

the growing of wings…


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Comment By: FreeGreg on July 16, 2005 10:51:05 PM Report
This is probably my favorite thing I've read on this website, disregarding some of my own stuff in my more self-congratulating moments : ). Very, very good, you instill faith in me that I might continue reading random poems. I read it several times, your images are worth it, they deserved it so that they could fully sink in. The "Chanting Hooves" were particularly excellent.


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