Om

Om

A Poem by Laura Lynn

Come
H
uckster:
A
M
erchant


FATHERHOOD AVHUT


Almost
Vaunt,
flaunt but I know where
H
ousewares can be bought.
U
ntrue new control, N +CTRL.
The new order is here now.


FATHERLESS YATOM


You
A
ccept
T
his
O
f
M
e?


FATHERLY


A
B
old
A
crid
H
umiliation,
I
mproved her stance the next day.


FATHOM


Far
A
cross
T
orn
Occidental
M
isspellings.


TO FATHOM
 
L
eaping
E
ccentrically
H
ailing
A
venues.
Veronica’s
I
mprovements?
N
ice. How did she improve the document? the room? What did she improve?


FATHOMABLE
N
o, no, no.
I
mprovidence is like a
T
rademark.  I am too
A
rrogant because I feel so, that
N
ow I have conquered time…

L
ists tell you how little I know.
A
my breaks sticks into pieces.
H
umidity makes us feel that our
A
rms are sweating; one pulls a
V
ine out of the ground and says
A
ha!  I would say that sometimes.
N
athan accrues telephones.
A
my waits beside the old lines.


FATHOMLESS


Tractability: teachable.  The docile
E
vangelical Fetus, too deep to hit
H
ousemothers. I think I would sink
Om,
Holy, Syllable, sink into his
M
endicant’s mansion with
I
mprovident, wayward notions.


FATIGUE


“Actually,” he says, he is so cute,
“Y
ou didn’t…” I can’t remember.
E
ast is a direction I think about too
F
requently.  What directions take
U
s where we want to go?  Maybe
T
oo many paperclips can make for
H
our hands, some creative clock
I
mpudence.  Maybe it’s not a
T
ornado? Maybe it’s a hurricane.
A
rap song will add some jazz to
Y
our day, a little caffeine for you,
F
or you to multitask which might
U
nmake us, or make us better.
T
o tire will only bring us dreams all

© 2014 Laura Lynn


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Mapping out a writing so that it may be understood is a hard task. I just don't feel that you care if anyon does or not indeed understand were you are coming from. I don't even feel you have set this up to be a riddle like my good mate Waconda does but after saying that there are obvious aspects for me to relate to. The association to conceptualism and abstractions. The feeling that the stream of thought is sequential, that although inviting and it is synonym with effort as one has to think to try to put the sequnece together. I get the feeling that your subject is about relations, it is about the daily life. In a very mysterious way I feel embraced by the writing.

Oh, so very intriguing.

Thankyou

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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Mapping out a writing so that it may be understood is a hard task. I just don't feel that you care if anyon does or not indeed understand were you are coming from. I don't even feel you have set this up to be a riddle like my good mate Waconda does but after saying that there are obvious aspects for me to relate to. The association to conceptualism and abstractions. The feeling that the stream of thought is sequential, that although inviting and it is synonym with effort as one has to think to try to put the sequnece together. I get the feeling that your subject is about relations, it is about the daily life. In a very mysterious way I feel embraced by the writing.

Oh, so very intriguing.

Thankyou

Posted 10 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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Laura Lynn
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