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"caye" poems
Where are we, Kaya?                                   Landscapes pock like amanita muscaria, fly agaria the long-legged mushrooms, scarlet and foot-cloven and languages rage and quicken like seeds Seated at the empty table bloated from unrequited intentions we refrain from embrasures Your Garingau voice &  throaty laugh ripple over our eyes Ha liya youn dabib? You ask: Where are we going? from here, with Lighthouse Caye in sight on this sea of blighted corals beyond Seine Bight where you were born as a footling-- inked though it became-- sole dark, Soul bright emerging from the long dive talismans training in your toothless mouth foretelling the deeper plunges off Billy Hawk Caye at Solstice soulfully spearing our Sole--food without strife And there is richer fare where we are going into the night Kaya. ~ Lin Ostler December 23. 2011 all rights reserved
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Mar 18, 2012
Mar 18, 2012 at 3:14 PM UTC
Where Are We, Kaya?
As the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, my new name is Nigiri, on a roll hot like wasabi, my threads are all designer, & my hobbies are all hobbies, I am definitely not sure at all, well at least definitely not probably, babbling’ with talking heads, while jousting with the walking dead, because we’re up right now up right now, that's right the life of the party, & you all probably already know all this, because the whole time was Live recording, Instagram Live Streaming all the time, I'm dreaming at the same time touring, every moment recorded, even when it's not at all important, off script but don't trip, because we're still part of the program, so before I even wake up, you already know the whole thing, you already know what happened, the night before the morning, the Knight Before The Mourning, sounds a bit prolific & prophetic, at least a little bit don’t you think, but what’s it matter the least little bit, if no one takes the time to think, they’re just getting their nails done, in the salon in the bottom of the boat, as it sinks & we just think, “Well I hope at least the lifeboat floats”, in a bit of a panic, like Leo in the Titanic, searching for my romantic Winslet, before we both sink in this disaster, see I see you drowning in this sea, & I still love you even after everything, so I swim over & my hand I outreach, hoping you'll grab hold before you sink, so I can backstroke with you on my back, & swim us both to an island beach, specifically Leo's island, you know the one Blackadore Caye, he actually asked me to run the island, said it was just a bunch of palm trees, & I know this is reality, even though it all feels like a dream, so I close my eyes pray for better times, then open my eyes to focus & blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, the camera is always on, the recording is always running, this is layer cake no this is pound cake, no this is the first ring around the onion, onions in the sink, got my eyes running made me think, turned the water off got a wash cloth, then took a moment to blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, as the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, ∆ LaLux ∆ from The Sydney Sessions the follow up from multiple # best selling author Aaron Lux new book available for FREE here: https://www.scribd.com/document/367036005/The-Sydney-Sessions-12-Steps
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Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 10:37 PM UTC
∆ The Knight Before The Mourning ∆
As the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, my new name is Nigiri, on a roll hot like wasabi, my threads are all designer, & my hobbies are all hobbies, I am definitely not sure at all, well at least definitely not probably, babbling’ with talking heads, while jousting with the walking dead, because we’re up right now up right now, that's right the life of the party, & you all probably already know all this, because the whole time was Live recording, Instagram Live Streaming all the time, I'm dreaming at the same time touring, every moment recorded, even when it's not at all important, off script but don't trip, because we're still part of the program, so before I even wake up, you already know the whole thing, you already know what happened, the night before the morning, the Knight Before The Mourning, sounds a bit prolific & prophetic, at least a little bit don’t you think, but what’s it matter the least little bit, if no one takes the time to think, they’re just getting their nails done, in the salon in the bottom of the boat, as it sinks & we just think, “Well I hope at least the lifeboat floats”, in a bit of a panic, like Leo in the Titanic, searching for my romantic Winslet, before we both sink in this disaster, see I see you drowning in this sea, & I still love you even after everything, so I swim over & my hand I outreach, hoping you'll grab hold before you sink, so I can backstroke with you on my back, & swim us both to an island beach, specifically Leo's island, you know the one Blackadore Caye, he actually asked me to run the island, said it was just a bunch of palm trees, & I know this is reality, even though it all feels like a dream, so I close my eyes pray for better times, then open my eyes to focus & blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, the camera is always on, the recording is always running, this is layer cake no this is pound cake, no this is the first ring around the onion, onions in the sink, got my eyes running made me think, turned the water off got a wash cloth, then took a moment to blink, blink, blink, blink, blink, as the line between our private lives, & the public eye blurs, all the old paradigms dissolve, & nothing becomes as it was before, only a few months more, to get this riddle solved, feeling like The Batman The Joker, & Lois Lane all rolled in one, ∆ LaLux ∆ from The Sydney Sessions the follow up from multiple # best selling author Aaron Lux new book available for FREE here: https://www.scribd.com/document/367036005/The-Sydney-Sessions-12-Steps
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