Text

 

blind the writing
name it TEXT,
speckled BEAST tempered by flash fire

lumbers
among intellectual things
crushes light from nodes, spills
the gilded seed. Pompeii
walls could not be grimmer
crusted with faces
fat on lean

TEXT's
graceless ridge of
dissections,
a lady's scar, an ogham
mined by wasps in a park, corrupt song,
wisdom expressed from a valve

in the left heel of Legion
& picks its nose while
robot voices emote
death
of the Wheel
now
a National Silence

the world we share "a grain of sand"
hollowed by mites
mouth & anus
pulsing in unison,

one final decipherment
allowed

 

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