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5 years ago

Arythmic Offerings

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Unsteady theories of the cosmos

Slip-slide against each other.

Poems turn the earth on its head;

Poetry makes the world go round.

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When god made the wheel,

Man put it to work (and himself).

Put your shoulder to the wheel -

Put your back to it!

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She never expected the spokes to snap

Back to ancient spears

Only good for hunting.

If you'll hunt, I'll gather.

(But who gets the farm?)

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As we wade through jellied time,

Life comes back around,

Shelling peas while living in pods,

The future is the past and the past is gone.

Throw anything at me -

All but a gasp is gone.

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And when we're home,

You put your forehead to my spine

So my strength enters your dreams.

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Nested realities furl in on themselves, and each other.

Worlds warp through the window as I turn my head.

I see lights in my tea and darkness in the mirror,

Ready to take on the night.

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Keys grow like thorns through my fist,

Words imprint from the page to my skin,

But you can't press flowers in a kindle.

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Let the cycle flow and retreat.

Reset and start here.

Why does softness hurt the worst,

Why do feathers break us down?

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I offer up my vices, coffee and fantasy

Like memories of furtive kisses mine to keep

No longer.

(But the bruises are still so satisfying).

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AKB 2019


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5 years ago

take me with you when you go away

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it's probably paranoid

but his generosity beats like a burden.

always even in his eyes.

faking and taking

the fastest and the fanciest;

what to watch for?

follow the money, follow the lady,

take a bit of a chance

with a little bit of skill.

like playing poker with a god on your side,

it's a hell of a ride.

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fighting gets you caught,

gets you noticed gets you killed.

racking up the charges,

keep me close and train me well.

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give it away, toss it aside.

scatter it in sterile soil,

gamble if you like.

but never, ever burn it.

('cause I'll know if you do).

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never get attached to your cash,

'cause when you're strapped for it,

you can't forget what it was

to live without it.

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be rich for a day or a week

you'll lose it.

money like that ties you down,

trips you up, takes you

out of this world.

can't do anything with it,

can't do without it.

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fly through the sky,

fall down from Mars.

and when you're back,

when you land on the earth

earthed like lightning,

what do you do?

case the next mark, pick the next stop

on the road.

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hang your hat where you lay your head,

no. hold up your head.

walk into the space like you own the place

(you do).

and here's the key:

he'll always come back 'til he doesn't.

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never seen the ocean

never seen the border,

and it'll be warm and it'll be wrong.

and whatever magick fills you.

and whatever gods protect you.

it's a full-time fucking job.

so I think I'll stay right here,

not going with you when you go.

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and I'm playing telephone with my life

and I make a fool of myself with tongues and truth,

I make a fool of myself with words and teeth,

but I never make a fool outta him.

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so it's raining shoes and sipping liqour,

wishing you well, a well-wisher.

words stretch and slip beneath my lips

so I run

and I sit

with the silence

(not him).

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago

take me with you when you go away

/

it's probably paranoid

but his generosity beats like a burden.

always even in his eyes.

faking and taking

the fastest and the fanciest;

what to watch for?

follow the money, follow the lady,

take a bit of a chance

with a little bit of skill.

like playing poker with a god on your side,

it's a hell of a ride.

/

fighting gets you caught,

gets you noticed gets you killed.

racking up the charges,

keep me close and train me well.

/

give it away, toss it aside.

scatter it in sterile soil,

gamble if you like.

but never, ever burn it.

('cause I'll know if you do).

/

never get attached to your cash,

'cause when you're strapped for it,

you can't forget what it was

to live without it.

/

be rich for a day or a week

you'll lose it.

money like that ties you down,

trips you up, takes you

out of this world.

can't do anything with it,

can't do without it.

/

fly through the sky,

fall down from Mars.

and when you're back,

when you land on the earth

earthed like lightning,

what do you do?

case the next mark, pick the next stop

on the road.

/

hang your hat where you lay your head,

no. hold up your head.

walk into the space like you own the place

(you do).

and here's the key:

he'll always come back 'til he doesn't.

/

never seen the ocean

never seen the border,

and it'll be warm and it'll be wrong.

and whatever magick fills you.

and whatever gods protect you.

it's a full-time fucking job.

so I think I'll stay right here,

not going with you when you go.

/

and I'm playing telephone with my life

and I make a fool of myself with tongues and truth,

I make a fool of myself with words and teeth,

but I never make a fool outta him.

/

so it's raining shoes and sipping liqour,

wishing you well, a well-wisher.

words stretch and slip beneath my lips

so I run

and I sit

with the silence

(not him).

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago

Carrying Mountains

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How many have you broken? Upon your rocks.

How many raised up? Upon your wings.

How many stumbling survivors like me?

To calculate its worth, tit for tat, one for one.

A feeling, an impression, class degree.

A mark scheme accounting for history.

What price three years of life?

Toss a coin, stab in the dark - love/hate, good/bad.

Worth(less).

What price pain if light outweighs it?

My heart or a feather, my kingdom for a feather.

Tot it up, take an average.

How incommensurable this experience.

Just pebbles in my pockets that I carry with me.

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AKB 2017


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5 years ago

Carrying Mountains

/

How many have you broken? Upon your rocks.

How many raised up? Upon your wings.

How many stumbling survivors like me?

To calculate its worth, tit for tat, one for one.

A feeling, an impression, class degree.

A mark scheme accounting for history.

What price three years of life?

Toss a coin, stab in the dark - love/hate, good/bad.

Worth(less).

What price pain if light outweighs it?

My heart or a feather, my kingdom for a feather.

Tot it up, take an average.

How incommensurable this experience.

Just pebbles in my pockets that I carry with me.

/

AKB 2017


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5 years ago

A Love Affair with the Earth While the Sun Looks On

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The earth is your home

The sea, my legacy.

Every edge of me touching

Every edge of you.

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I say touch, I mean push, nudge

Sometimes I bite

And you crumble

Into my mouth

Then rebuild, elsewhere.

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In the cracks between my toes

Only sand grows.

Wan like my frost

Not the kind dark

Where good things thrive.

Bees won't land on me.

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Glacial, I melt on hot days

My ridges recede, oceans rise.

In loving you, I flood you.

Resistance isn't futile

In this war we call a game.

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In the trenches we plot attrition,

Waves like infantry carry it out.

You let me brush up against you,

Still you roar,

And smile sideways with knowledge.

I'll never win.

/

It's a race to the end.

Blood in my ears, oil in your blood.

You taste the salt and spit it out.

/

Unstuck and out of synch.

Here are my offerings.

There's no man here

Just entities

Beyond belief.

And still, all I ask is:

Will you touch me?

/

You push inside of me

While I only lap at your thighs,

Twisting and calling

Breathing in and out with the moon

While your rhythm waits on the sun.

/

The sun, giver and taker

Beats down hotter, beams out brighter

Burns the world and starts anew.

I wouldn't want it without you.

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago

A Love Affair with the Earth While the Sun Looks On

/

The earth is your home

The sea, my legacy.

Every edge of me touching

Every edge of you.

/

I say touch, I mean push, nudge

Sometimes I bite

And you crumble

Into my mouth

Then rebuild, elsewhere.

/

In the cracks between my toes

Only sand grows.

Wan like my frost

Not the kind dark

Where good things thrive.

Bees won't land on me.

/

Glacial, I melt on hot days

My ridges recede, oceans rise.

In loving you, I flood you.

Resistance isn't futile

In this war we call a game.

/

In the trenches we plot attrition,

Waves like infantry carry it out.

You let me brush up against you,

Still you roar,

And smile sideways with knowledge.

I'll never win.

/

It's a race to the end.

Blood in my ears, oil in your blood.

You taste the salt and spit it out.

/

Unstuck and out of synch.

Here are my offerings.

There's no man here

Just entities

Beyond belief.

And still, all I ask is:

Will you touch me?

/

You push inside of me

While I only lap at your thighs,

Twisting and calling

Breathing in and out with the moon

While your rhythm waits on the sun.

/

The sun, giver and taker

Beats down hotter, beams out brighter

Burns the world and starts anew.

I wouldn't want it without you.

/

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5 years ago
Sketch of a boxing ring with crossed gloves on the base as a logo. Above it floats a wedding ring and a poem which reads: 'The boxing bell sounds; / I step into the ring. / As I hit, he kneels'

Pick 'n' mix: a sketch to match my poem. Day 1 and my first try at Inktober. A slightly different take on 'Ring', perhaps. Repost with alt text.

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The boxing bell sounds;

I step out into the ring.

As I hit, he kneels.

/

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5 years ago
Messy sketch done in ink of a skull in a top hat with a feather in it. Underneath is a poem: 'Brainless not mindless. / Sure, don't mean you can trust me... / Decide for yourself.'

Day 2: Mindless? I certainly felt it. More of a doodle than anything... Now with free haiku!

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Brainless not mindless.

Sure, don't mean you can trust me...

Decide for yourself.

/

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5 years ago
Messy sketch done in ink of a skull in a top hat with a feather in it. Underneath is a poem: 'Brainless not mindless. / Sure, don't mean you can trust me... / Decide for yourself.'

Day 2: Mindless? I certainly felt it. More of a doodle than anything... Now with free haiku!

/

Brainless not mindless.

Sure, don't mean you can trust me...

Decide for yourself.

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago
Line drawing of a fish hook with three sharp barbs and a piece of string twined thought the eyelet. Underneath is a haiku: 'My heart on a hook, / Sweet bait to catch a crook. / My soul on a string.'

Day 3: Bait. To reel 'em in. Another poem to go with my sketch and I'm falling for Inktober. Hook, line, and sinker.

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My heart on a hook,

Such sweet bait to catch a crook.

My soul on a string.

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago
Line drawing of a fish hook with three sharp barbs and a piece of string twined thought the eyelet. Underneath is a haiku: 'My heart on a hook, / Sweet bait to catch a crook. / My soul on a string.'

Day 3: Bait. To reel 'em in. Another poem to go with my sketch and I'm falling for Inktober. Hook, line, and sinker.

/

My heart on a hook,

Such sweet bait to catch a crook.

My soul on a string.

/

AKB 2019


Tags :
5 years ago
Line drawing of a fish hook with three sharp barbs and a piece of string twined thought the eyelet. Underneath is a haiku: 'My heart on a hook, / Sweet bait to catch a crook. / My soul on a string.'

Day 3: Bait. To reel 'em in. Another poem to go with my sketch and I'm falling for Inktober. Hook, line, and sinker.

/

My heart on a hook,

Such sweet bait to catch a crook.

My soul on a string.

/

AKB 2019


Tags :
5 years ago
Line drawing of a handgun, seen side-on, angled slightly down. Underneath is a haiku which reads: 'Bright noise, Loud lights flash. / Freeze! Hands up, Down on the ground. / Mess of cops and kids.'

Day 4: Freeze. Couldn't get this out of my head today.

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Bright noise, Loud lights flash.

Freeze! Hands up, Down on the ground.

Mess of cops and kids.

/

AKB 2019


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5 years ago
Line drawing of a handgun, seen side-on, angled slightly down. Underneath is a haiku which reads: 'Bright noise, Loud lights flash. / Freeze! Hands up, Down on the ground. / Mess of cops and kids.'

Day 4: Freeze. Couldn't get this out of my head today.

/

Bright noise, Loud lights flash.

Freeze! Hands up, Down on the ground.

Mess of cops and kids.

/

AKB 2019


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