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 Oct 2014 jessiah
William Blake
Tyger Tyger. burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye.
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies.
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand, dare seize the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat.
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp.
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears
And watered heaven with their tears:
Did he smile His work to see?
Did he who made the lamb make thee?

Tyger Tyger burning bright,
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
 Oct 2014 jessiah
SG Holter
That died fighting
To free itself from
The cobweb

Inside the ventilation
Shaft between
Fifth and

Sixth floor still
Has its
Colours
 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
Untitled
 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
Painters hands always so messy oiled up
reek of turpentine smoke moonshine
Alizarin crimson streaks lamp black roots
their faces gesso'd to unreality they fan
brushes broken
canvases filled to their brim
much as poets
who reek of  one day's and starlights
mountain peaks they haven't seen
Martini's black in white spaces, coats waiting to attack,
tie up.
With dried up pens, filled notebook paper.
 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
amaninthe minuteso
notthinksoftomorrownopause
bravesliketenfeettallbecause
­hewastoldfromthebeginninning
spaceshavenomeaning
placeyourselfinh­isrythym
fuckitallhistestosteroneandbourbonsays
fuckmesaythecops
 Oct 2014 jessiah
r
der schattenmann
 Oct 2014 jessiah
r
shadow man-

measuring my span-
born(e) in the space between
heart beats and the unforseen

hiding on the periphery
of  crow's feet and defeat
-the shadowy me

snickering peripheral(ly)
i got yo numba-
boy.

r ~ 10/9/14
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 Oct 2014 jessiah
r
art deco
 Oct 2014 jessiah
r
a sensual curve
to the facade

- infinite femininity -

arched above
rounded windows

- innuendos art of love -

deco of desire
climbing higher

- echoing fire -

...descending spiral stairway
home to shanty on the bay.

r ~ 10/9/14
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 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
dreamed I was dreaming
of being in a dream,
Pinch me three times please
 Oct 2014 jessiah
wordvango
Am and me poestry

  gets
fuckedy uppy

whence

I go on and on and...

per    man    ently
one or two
can't stop

wrought rusty

i ron

beer smelly

big bellied
I drin k to
u
 Oct 2014 jessiah
r
canyon wren
sings her sweet song
perched upon
the piñon-

for my love
who lies beneath-
the cottonwood
twee twee twee
tsheeeeee.

:)

r ~ 10/3/14
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