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A ribbon of one thousand broken brown mirrors
Cut by a glittering sideways incisor
Submersion of mangrove and paddle green scapulas
Undulating lawn, rushes the bull
A swarm of gulls, a pelican bomb
And men without legs glide with batons
Up the snake
Past poles of planks and stairs
Bring no wake
For propeller guided chairs
Wall of bricks, greening with silt
This is the house that St. Andrew built
In a rainforest of industrial concrete
With its traffic canopy
Three involuntary aquatic gardeners
Equipped with arachnid sticks
Worm has a crawl, feet on the troll
Snowglobe W-ninety sixty NW thirty N-zero
Subfluvial monitor audiograph
Patriarchal swim, a filial laugh
Heron head twist, the great eight escapes
Palm blackened residue electrical tapes
Trees cry bungee cord tears
I've come to rectify these years
Peeling emulsion leaves white
But my camera is between my ears
Cut by a glittering sideways incisor
Submersion of mangrove and paddle green scapulas
Undulating lawn, rushes the bull
A swarm of gulls, a pelican bomb
And men without legs glide with batons
Up the snake
Past poles of planks and stairs
Bring no wake
For propeller guided chairs
Wall of bricks, greening with silt
This is the house that St. Andrew built
In a rainforest of industrial concrete
With its traffic canopy
Three involuntary aquatic gardeners
Equipped with arachnid sticks
Worm has a crawl, feet on the troll
Snowglobe W-ninety sixty NW thirty N-zero
Subfluvial monitor audiograph
Patriarchal swim, a filial laugh
Heron head twist, the great eight escapes
Palm blackened residue electrical tapes
Trees cry bungee cord tears
I've come to rectify these years
Peeling emulsion leaves white
But my camera is between my ears
dA's poetry categorizations suck. >_<
Okay, here's a new poem based on something I did today. I've been listening to WAY too much Mars Volta lately, and it's beginning to influence the way I write. I realize it's a bit abstract, but there's a definite logic behind it. If anyone can figure out what it's about, and even the specifics of what happened, from what I wrote, I would be most impressed.
Okay, here's a new poem based on something I did today. I've been listening to WAY too much Mars Volta lately, and it's beginning to influence the way I write. I realize it's a bit abstract, but there's a definite logic behind it. If anyone can figure out what it's about, and even the specifics of what happened, from what I wrote, I would be most impressed.
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