So, been dry lately. Few posts recently, as one can see. In an effort to get over my hump, I’ve decided to do an audio treatment of my first poem that I posted here. Click the link below and you’re whisked over to the site where I’ll be storing the audio files. Ya might have to give it a few seconds to load.
I present: Untitled, original audio #1
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Here is the written piece, Untitled, original poem #1
light on green tablecloths
little café
sat around
drank some wine
tried to forget that i came
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it's another gloomy winter day
cold skies cloud my mind
in vacillating stains
of sluggish
chemical gray
another fallow
icebound day
with a pen that's dry
a notebook blank
& volumes left to say
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in the harsh
and studied light of day
my surface heaves and cracks
but if you come
a darker way
i'll spill upon your tracks
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i step into the rush for you
swift current
slipstream
stirring surface show
here i am
here i am
get your shoes
let's go
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if we shut down traffic lights
turned off street lamps
& store signs
if the radios & railways fell dark
if gravity & vulcanism
ground to a halt
if all the stars in the universe
burned out
there would still be us
unencumbered
unformed with no time
unnumbered
there would still be us
as in we
in the dark
unlighted & free
we as the endless
we as the essence
us as in alpha & omega
if only we turned out the lights
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my shadow is cast
potent
resplendent
iniquitous and full
i told you this was my last round
old habits and all of that
too many trips to the treasure room
come now
let me touch you
yes
that's it
galaxies dim
they drain from the rim of your eye
a bitter milky mead
my cup
it runneth over
that's it
yes
as the very breath is sucked
slick
from the bower of your trembling lips
you know
i am your cold singularity
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Transdimensional Poet 