is it enough?A Poem by Red-Sea-Kelpfrom another timeit starts as the infant who only knew a tiny world a pocket of air that reached no further than little arms reach.. before it was launched into world space to be hungry to be fed to know and to see everything... before it fell exhausted and turned in on itself agen to hold its own hand in a soundless lightless land wanting only to block out the excess excess 2000 something two thousands of all and none of any two thousand bombs two thousand and seven thumb-sized record players two thousand and seventeen and seven soft porn pop stars and then ran like a dog dazed by traffic to hide in places of the past that spake to a longing for simplicity and did not understand what was to come.. that hoped for it feeling the edge of it with excitement ran inside to delve with newness through the ears of a european cine-man rich with auras of implausible beauty palpable with a sensuality sought long nights ago with those who choked in bodies spindled as the weed that warmed their throats singing their own scene and on their own movie screen sipping wine wading in a pool of timeless mediocrity as though no-one wanted to work for it when someone sent shivers up the spine for the first time leaving behind the longing that can never be sated or bought like you can buy paint if only now to hang on the wall or to play it over and over to remind us that we have not gone numb in this dumb throw it out run it by you culture and we have not been rendered immune to it © 2011 Red-Sea-Kelp |
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Added on May 19, 2011 Last Updated on May 19, 2011 AuthorRed-Sea-KelpIllawarra, AustraliaAboutI study art, work in an art gallery, live near the sea and love it. Have been told since childhood that i have a natural aptitude for writing and now my kids are in their late teens i'm starting .. more..Writing
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