Until we are that bird, chirping estranged screams under the cat's curious eyes and paw. Hemorrhaging breath and blood in the guileless clutch of its instinct-driven jaw. One form, tearing into another. A gingerbread cookie, where a life once was Peace Love Light May 29, 2019 Leave a Comment Cancel Comment Name* Email* Website
Some jetstream lightspeed book bolted to the tropics' snowbreath ocean airs' perfume printed ages' churned in tumbleweeds' wistful graceland butter creme oatmeal fields' pancake galaxies' gated gumshoe windows' mapping the lamplights' kerosene's indigo keys' sweets' hymns' blessings' hues' tithes to the countrysides' tents' skies' chapels' pews' lanced the still and seated the stars' marmalade scriptures written in eyes'
The entirety of society, the unfathomably gargantuan system of the obscurest and most occultist of occupations, the muti trillion dollar information age, and its stock markets, and screen saturated dream worlds, the Tahiti jet-setting ad execs, the pharmaceutical vomiting and chemical hemorrhaging birth canals, glistening factories, the fashions of the eons and the masses, the aisles and islands of strip malls plastered over cities, the nuclear volcano of ink drenching the landfills of magazines, gossip rags, catalogs, line-items, junk mail, degree mills, twelfth edition textbooks, performance reports, prospectuses, packagings, baby diapers and birthday cards, the flickering pixels weaving their seams of what's new and next, what's fresh and finessed, the space cannons, the warp and the weft, the engulfing streams of ketamines, the genuine means and violent ends, rests on the backs of the fruits of the labors, of the simplest of farmers. Since the beginning of time. And forever and ever amen
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