Snow white poetry writes itself dry clean. And in the evening’s aching glass infinite reflection, I will live so quietly. Observe the birds, mourn my parents. Avoid the eyes of their bequeathed wall portrait of the queen. Gutted all the song from my dreams, now in a vacuum I just imitate the Scream:
Went to wordlessness and back for these words. Drinking thirst from a bottomless cup.
And snow white poetry kills itself every night to be born again daily. In this way I shall bear no history. Just float easily across city and field, and through black holes I will yield: every emptiness into a song, every guitar neck into something to strangle. Ride these limping chords to a marketplace and sell myself to ever new angles of that age-old shapelessness:
Going to wordlessness and back for some words. Drinking thirst from a bottomless cup.
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