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#seethe
seethe ~ bubble up as a result of being boiled, <> sunrise was 714 am in nyc this perfect fall day, chilled to perfection, a white wine of a day, so imbibe, only later does it heat up up and onwards to the temp where the walkers/joggers/runner recite hallelujahs and hosannas while moving at their own chosen pace, in a state of warm southern comfort, never a racing lest the poems now seething, boiling-burning bubbling up inside into the atmosphere explode! all of these early warming~warning inspirations, now~expressed, realized flickers of original ex-impressions, cannot be contained in an open field unsupported, these breech babies each, in a pediatric ICU, demanding an instantaneous airy concoction to Earth’s atmospheric literary intoxication they use: up hard, a dice roll, who lives who wilts, that docs cannot but obey the fetus’s insistence, many instructions, push pull breathe, must the. be given forthwith through to our servile waiting uterine fingertips, for we human are just be ~ings, nurturers of verbal artifacts that never die in an~always~at~the~ready, in service to the great conceptual, poetic in/justice
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Oct 23, 2024
Oct 23, 2024 at 3:33 AM UTC
seethe churn burn and breathe (poetic justice?)
Bubble over and spill. Without fire, stagnation. Effervescent, excited electrons Vaporized into emotion, Hurtling through space On a collision course With an unsuspecting alien.
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Nov 17, 2021
Nov 17, 2021 at 1:55 PM UTC
Boil