In the sick bay phantasmogoric
inside means no point
of view no forms
to intersect triangulate
bisect
the ribcage
of the biggest of the beasts
find
a simple
cage glockenspiel of ribs enslaved to
carrion spine it
holds grains time takes pleasure to
dessicate
use the small things the grubs pretty
so comparatively plump mouth parts
finely drawn fulcrum to all the rapid
forces borne in
borne down
much as the pelvis was in birth
take the inside back to
outside
back to that which must remain
undone
blown chances cling to nothing
not even bone
yet air
sings like keening women
in the right type of tree
explaining air
still remains to gnaw me
oh, I really like this!
ReplyDeletethanks Efi, It was actually hard to come back after a short break, partly after being so ill, but I think better not to linger off too long from the page. I found the whole hallucinating for days thing kind of not scary after a bit, which might be scary!
DeleteKerri, this is great, I particularly love the second half.
ReplyDeletewell there's ya new nickname -- it's old glockenspiel ribs from now on!
ReplyDeleteI always did Bogart the glockenspiel....
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