Pouring out of the face of the air
the unquestionable certainty of sight
Oscillations of pure terror at every street corner
oblivion's door - opening and shut
& underlying all-rightness
The new cycle of the new year - one year off
threatening to impose unknown change
& though some who claim to know themselves
may reject nature & the dynamo of the galactic wheel
all will break before the turning planets
& cast no doubt upon the strength of silent gods
all electricity dead - a silent, dark world
Recalling our bare-bone truths
when we were once all born into darkness
& roasting calf thighs as tribute
to the stars who told our stories
Jan 20, 2011
Jan 20, 2011 at 5:43 PM UTC
Pouring out of the face of the air
the unquestionable certainty of sight
Oscillations of pure terror at every street corner
oblivion's door - opening and shut
& underlying all-rightness
The new cycle of the new year - one year off
threatening to impose unknown change
& though some who claim to know themselves
may reject nature & the dynamo of the galactic wheel
all will break before the turning planets
& cast no doubt upon the strength of silent gods
all electricity dead - a silent, dark world
Recalling our bare-bone truths
when we were once all born into darkness
& roasting calf thighs as tribute
to the stars who told our stories
Joseph M. 01/20/11
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