No dirt beneath my feet
And roots do not plant me
Within the concrete and steel
The landless shimmering lights
The sky moves skyward
Motions away from this plantation;
No chime of tree or bird,
But dullness of their cementery for wheels
Of encased possibility and sensation
Out of this window stare eye
But limbs remain fixed within the skin
Entrapped is the electrified excitement;
a body of indifference in ties,
of surface contact deferred,
withheld drum ring;
banished forever to the future is enticement
Flesh sinking into the senselessness
of the schedule and of the taxman
the dead bares burden upon the living;
Forever is lost the warmth of the earth
The threat of the mosquito
The spontaneity of disaster
Until the casket comes
And the stars pierce through the stars of earth
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Poetic Grimoire for Diabolic Finitude and Cosmic Omens
PoetryA collection of miscellaneous poetry often dealing with finitude/mortality, the vastness and overwhelming complexity of the cosmos as well as society, the loss of control brought about by complexity and increasing fragmentation, fatalist alienation...
