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taco bell bags
and half drunken
gatorade bottles
pad the floor
and occasionally
prevent me
from breaking in time
while the sun
is delighting in the burst
of cracks
that decorate the windshield
like some sort of
satanic snowflake
that glows
ever led-
light chasing
its face
to fire
the aged iris
of this still-
seeing
gunmetal
vessel
a thousand copper gods
retired to the mire
of soda-cup-
sweat
spitting echoes
in a slur
of the prayers
we never did send
to the sky.
and half drunken
gatorade bottles
pad the floor
and occasionally
prevent me
from breaking in time
while the sun
is delighting in the burst
of cracks
that decorate the windshield
like some sort of
satanic snowflake
that glows
ever led-
light chasing
its face
to fire
the aged iris
of this still-
seeing
gunmetal
vessel
a thousand copper gods
retired to the mire
of soda-cup-
sweat
spitting echoes
in a slur
of the prayers
we never did send
to the sky.
Literature
Woodkid - Iron
Woodkid - Iron
Głęboko w toni wód, w martwocie i odrętwieniu,
Gdzie niewinne dusze płoną w potępieniu,
Tysiące mil od domu, idę naprzód sam,
Przemarznięty do szpiku kości, jestem tylko ja,
Żołnierz samozwańczy, nie znam drogi swej,
Topię się panicznie w winie wewnątrz mnie,
Czekam tylko na znak, ręka na piersi drży,
Jestem gotowy na bój, przeznaczenie i łzy.
W mojej głowie dzwoni impet żelaznych nut,
Grom bębnów wojennych zapisuje już,
Rytm ciał upadających, ilość martwych dusz,
Literature
Lexicon
I found my old dictionary today.
The new one is sleek, modern. A quietly efficient affair.
No room for unwieldy clunk, like sentimentn. refined or tender emotion; manifestation of the higher or more refined feelings. or levity n. lightness of mind, character, or behavior; lack of appropriate seriousness or earnestness..
This old one, though, is well worn. Hazel green cover with a hint of blue.
Cracks abound, tangling in the weather loved pages. Nebulae pour through them, eviscerating the mundane with the profundity of it all.
Rust curls up in its crevices, stealing away the remorseless taste of time. I found the notes in the side, the ones w
Literature
On Writing
all the words
all the senses
all the dirt and smell and roughness
the bursting heart
fresh cold water
CRASH of waves and then the ache within
trickling nothing tears and itching legs
all these things
someone wrote them, a bit.
How can you tell anyone
else? How can you thrust
the living today
into someone else's soul?
This is just a nut in a banana leaf.
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Some of the best, most vivid description I've read in a while. Really brings the scene alive, a delight to read.