- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Reinvention
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I don't want this city these ruins this accelerated time
I don't carry within me another dream that's not
the city I draw over this city
these ruins this condemned time.
I don't want this sky these weapons this condemned time
I don't carry within me another idea that's not
the sky I multiply over this sky
these weapons this fragmented time.
I don't want this garden these stones this fragmented time
I don't carry within me another lesson that's not
the garden I invent inside this garden
these stones this imagined time.
Imagine the stones
the lesson and the city
the cats and the ruins
the sky made of blue
and the dream
of planets reconciled with the balance of my poem.
Imagine your poem
drawn over the surface
of my skin.
- COMMENTS
colddieselabout 17 years agoThis poem niggles me a bit though I'm very unsure why. It seems a little overly self conscious though I suspect that's me rather than the poem.
bluerainsabout 17 years agoarray of possibilities...lost in spin patterns of the title...luv it..blue
LeBrozabout 17 years agoCongrats on the greenie on this fascinating piece. My first reaction is that this makes me think of H.G. Wells' "Time Machine", and the protagonist's reactions to seeing some of the horrific changes that occur over time. Okay, so it doesn't have to be what you were thinking but it's an honest reaction to the prismatic affect of your writing on reality.
Anonymousabout 17 years agoon the E
A moving poem, one that could be interpreted in many ways. I'll stick to what's on the surface and say this: tender, personal and quite intimate. The last two stanzas, in particular, make me feel this.
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