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Postmodern Prehistory

They were here before us, and they will be back after we are gone, the seers with the first eyes, the artists absolute in their sublime regard for the brute miracles of the everyday divine.

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Sheep

Wild sheep chase, ending in void’s double exposure– who’s following whom?   (Artwork by Izumi Yokoyama)

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Footfalls

Not a simple feat, to follow one’s own footsteps– I, me, her, repeat.        

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Fetish

To dare a fetish, he ceded faith to a stalk– Venus infers loss.   (Photo by Alfred Steiglitz)

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Closer

You said you knew me, but really, what did you know? Closer, I dare you.   (Photo by Man Ray)    

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Kind of Blue, Too

Spiders to Mozart, what luminous webs and notes we weave, snot-strands from God’s blown brass, tapestries of the eternal boombox, breakbeats to spacefolk to bebop within a deep forest kind of blue, the music, recorded or un, plays on and … Continue reading

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Bulbs

Incandescence, how bulbs aspire to fragrant gospel.    

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Keen

Her secret refuge, at childhood’s keen edge, flirting with grace on the rim.

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Ink

She scattered white light through the context of blue ink– Heartbreak, Chapter Two.

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I’m Here

Day after day after day modeling ripe, fugitive blankness, to the siege of passers-by who smiled sweetly and pointed at the coat, the dress, the bow, yet none of them saw what wasn’t blatantly advertised, the age-old curse which kept … Continue reading

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