Democrat, Illinois - The ElectroLounge
Democrat, Illinois - The ElectroLounge
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<strong>The</strong> way is called dis-illusion. Dear flicker<br />
of a radiant hour, that letter, her stroke,<br />
tonight’s lullaby. Memory of a lilting shadow,<br />
trace of voice or pur. Now awake in the dark,<br />
a few shapes recall the world. Exhale, return.<br />
Everything’s shit, everything soil. All’s blooming despite.<br />
******<br />
xxxii. Waking Hour’s New<br />
Everything to dust, no less.<br />
This hour’s rosy light, lashless song.<br />
A turning face’s known smile, some ocean’s<br />
deep mapless explain, the preacher readying<br />
contrary prayers.<br />
Tall man in war, still a boy’s green fields<br />
in his mind.<br />
All’s blooming, everything to dust, no less.<br />
******<br />
xxxiii. Moving Hard<br />
Nothing goes away, nothing returns.<br />
A blind face still turns, moaning for more,<br />
moaning to break.<br />
<strong>The</strong> hour when youth snapped, when<br />
mystery became hustles, years minutes.<br />
Moaning for more, moaning to break,<br />
for a glaring love’s ceaseless pitch,<br />
for an end to beginnings, & a cease<br />
to all ends.<br />
Nothing goes away, nothing returns.<br />
Not to meet again in flesh, I will<br />
sate you all in dust.<br />
******<br />
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