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awakened cows chewing a mountain pass dawn warms their massive eyelash rows clinging drops of dew spark in rhythm with the cud darkness rumbles distant now clouds dispersed to other nights while metaphoric bull unhinged resounds the cosmic rut must i hide my love for this unweave my judgment from my sight? what in me defies all sacred holiness forever sung? bees will ravish even newly opened buds who am i to battle with the lightning's surge? presumtuous coverings can net me willing lustful stars i see a field i open fertile ecstaticly unblessed enough lost heroic i had thought to know pretends a second thrum i see in random eyes the breaking sky and lightning branches over snaking crevices a sound of faultlines folding free tectonic sexplay deep in lava belly far behind the summit mount-- there i see the sun a base as well earthen seedbeds heating heights of life space is cracked! vast width enwombs the narrowness i preen in nervure's shine, a sponge mycelial with soak of raining carbon underground the drumming hoofbeats shake and settle days dehiscing spinning sun to somber eve in active rest dreaming pasture real within a trailing effort's ease
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Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 9:52 PM UTC
singing to Indra
awakened cows chewing a mountain pass dawn warms their massive eyelash rows clinging drops of dew spark in rhythm with the cud darkness rumbles distant now clouds dispersed to other nights while metaphoric bull unhinged resounds the cosmic rut must i hide my love for this unweave my judgment from my sight? what in me defies all sacred holiness forever sung? bees will ravish even newly opened buds who am i to battle with the lightning's surge? presumtuous coverings can net me willing lustful stars i see a field i open fertile ecstaticly unblessed enough lost heroic i had thought to know pretends a second thrum i see in random eyes the breaking sky and lightning branches over snaking crevices a sound of faultlines folding free tectonic sexplay deep in lava belly far behind the summit mount-- there i see the sun a base as well earthen seedbeds heating heights of life space is cracked! vast width enwombs the narrowness i preen in nervure's shine, a sponge mycelial with soak of raining carbon underground the drumming hoofbeats shake and settle days dehiscing spinning sun to somber eve in active rest dreaming pasture real within a trailing effort's ease
based on a translation of the hymn "To Indra [primarily a deity of the thunderstorm]", x.89; from R.T.H. Griffith, "The Hymns of the Rigveda, 2 vols. (Benares: E.J. Lazarus and Co., 3rd ed., 1920-6)
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