A Cascading Guinness Does Not Understand A PimentoA Poem by chiefdybus???????????????
... My favorite words will vanish,
My everyday pants will dissolve into dust, We will forget the esoteric mystery of fitted sheet origami - Four unidentifiable birds perched on a bare, distant, undulating branch, One left, and none of them were concerned with the intricate rituals of origami. I can not recall the moment I left the branch, It may have swayed elegantly from the release, I may have exalted in flight, Perhaps, I remain frozen in fear - A confusion of wings and schematic diagrams with no destination. Nor can I remember The moment I was born, But I can recollect the times I welcomed death Always perpendicular, Seldom obtuse, Acuity only the remainder of a fraction, Never parallel, Waiting for a fractal which promised purpose Elation - Wandering between the grind and the sublime. Or the grime and the lime, The totalitarianism of sourness, Boots a week out of the box With absolutely no hope of freshness Sequestered to an area of confinement. But I meant spectrally Not structurally As in a spectral Occurrance The silver of water The dark shapes of Yew The altitudes of crucifixtion Smaller than their tallest jockey The great primordial soup Orpheus The wandering albatross Have all been emptied, Their spirits surrendered Remaining, only an image Of the great philosophers stone, An absurdity escalating into obscene proportions The ink forgot what viscosity promised, The sharpener departed on walk about The muse was not Amused...
© 2016 chiefdybusAuthor's Note
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Added on August 23, 2016 Last Updated on August 23, 2016 AuthorchiefdybusAboutTim Dybus - artist's statement: "With a certain degree of uncertainty, astronomers estimate the age of the universe to be 13.7 billion years old, while our solar system is thought to have existed for .. more..Writing
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