Archive | June 2015

zenith

Here we are again.

sun top high shine shine shine the live-long day.

long live the sun king.

–The Odalisque

other marvels

I made a grid and titled it THE SHADOW UNIVERSE AND OTHER MARVELS.  The rows and columns are labeled with shades of black.  There is a storm blowing about, strewing  fury and frustration.

Outer-space is where an odalisque escapes (read odalisques in space if you’re curious about that), but universal is all.  The witching hour is the hour in which things are made.  Look at a clock whose hands are stuck how they stutter stutter at what-o-clock don’t panic.  Kill the clock.  Clip the coil, pull the plug, flip out the cylindrical case for reactive chemicals, all toxicity (cadmium, mercury, lead), these mechanisms that have the power to drive hands.

When you’ve incapacitated the clocks, give your hands their work.  Soon the birds will whistle, churtle, stir.  Black becomes grey becomes white, even blue.

Clouds will pass.  Sun time is gentler, more subtle,  than numbered dials.

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day’s end

space: absence [storm at sea]

universal: constant connection  (expected to listen passively)

midnight

space: you describe the world

universal:  stop.  lost.  [clouds]

witching hour

space: i should be right now [black iron fence or gate?]

universal: I am reclaiming.  The writer always triumphs.

the writer always triumphs.  I am betrothed to the stars.  each pierces me like a pin.  identify me for future generations: Saint Sebastian, beloved of art.

–The Odalisque

else is over

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