"telegraphy" poems
Corrugated tesseracts
Are enlivened under blood gorged membranes
The barrier to a cool coral maze
Of still shoals, the palest pink
Permanent waves folded
Into a frozen tidal sea
And here is the world of worlds
That makes of us, ourselves
A dimension that can't be trespassed against
Where we are always home
Inside spider woven neurons
That talk only to each other
Or to god
They relay their subsonic messages
In penumbral patterns
Translated into dismembered tongues
And ancient relays of concordance
Telegraphing farthest emotion
Into clairvoyant flesh.
Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 3:21 PM UTC
Tapping
Always into
The aether
Signals elevated beyond noise
Into sculpturrets of sound
Meaning one thing to the receiver
Deceiver
Transcoder
and Sent out
always lacking enough
but always containing just
the nothing
aw
ay
from precision
built out of the lines
lie and do not stand still
this one is coming in hot
it reads
we invented telegraphy
backwards and sent messages
ourselves into the future.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 11:45 PM UTC