R.M. Engelhardt's Blog: Burn Brightly, page 48
November 6, 2011
For Ever
What does it matter?
He says, she says
For the clock
is not a reality
but that of a...
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The Dead Crooner
THE DEAD CROONER
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SutureSo how does the poetSay it?Trench-coat the backward flow...
Suture
So how does the poet
Say it?
Trench-coat the backward flow of the time within
Us yet living in the ever present ever knowing NOW.
Yeah, poetry's alot like that sometimes .
Mere words more than memory's clutch
Or screwing verses
In the dark.
Awaken
The dead song
From the grasp
Of Gods …
Worms.
Correct all the wrongs
With one single line,
Tear down all walls
With love.
Which you must
Wear
Like hate.
Instructions?
1.
NOTE:
See manual on living a life
Half life Any life
And write.
2.
Capture fragments
Of all things lost, long forgotten
In linear time-line
And devour
Like prey.
And burn
Without remorse.
3.
Remember all
Recollect & instigate.
Exploit Whitman
And rape language;
All
Sonnets
Martyrs
Words.
Love with heart
But fuck with soul
For an eternity
Avoiding clichés.
So how does the poet
Say it?
Become human.
As the light passes
Through the window
That is you.
R.M. ENGELHARDT 2011
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