28 December 2009


A bunch of these poems turned into poems about poetry. Or about 'muse'

Legendary (12/28)

Arms spread - the mountains I make will glacier
leave a plain of rubble and sadness behind

I am expanse - force meandering
I am the great wall of silence
inching in the back of your throat - a voice beckoning

That itch causes you to stir in your sleep
My fleas are in your ears

My thunder levels all playing fields - makes oceans
of your bodies

I am void - a star dying
I am the magnificent lie - entropic evidence of leveling off

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