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Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13

Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods

0 posted 2002-05-28 03:36 AM

still
blindly stroking the redundancies

poetry my braille

calling et cetera

dropping words into empty spaces
beseeching you trawl them out

i want to dare you to the soft decay of my heart;
lead with wonder till you
cleave my bones, seeking gold;
covet the inundation of
a soul like sea
five miles under:
the thickness and shadows:
as quiet and malign

my compulsion to scream of more
play the enigma,
       the goddess
whose mystery is as blind and wide as infinity

to glitter like the nova of a shattered galaxy

oh, and believe there is magic
palmed to these piano fingers,
twitching underneath
the skin,
   the lines
like ruptured windshields;
hands
greedy
as the distended heart that
seeks to suckle their veins

and, god, if you knew
what plays about my head
it would not be
fear, but disgust

(how i’m still learning --
oblivious as the harm is done
-- what will brutally wound)

i become iodine
touched to tongue,
vomit sick-sweet
glazed on the back of a throat,
rotted bird on black top
heavy of tar and feathers
ribs curved like a fist
  about to open,
the knuckles crushed

were you to know
what intentions
are blurred with lust,
loneliness

could you stand it?

jesus, sitting here
writing and
writing
to what purpose?

explanation?
to prove myself?

as if i could get it out,
get it all out

with enough words
to challenge the idea
of me
slobbering over
one asinine assertion
to the next

oh, christ, and so many
could crucify me
for the declaration of it
but mediocrity
is a kind of hell

and i try to deny it
the disease of average
push the thick layers of my flesh
in
cover stupidity with silence
and seem to never succeed

how it nearly aches

how much i want to
bisect
and fold the insides out, dripping

call to you

see

this is what i am

the brilliance of my understanding
what i sense when you speak

all i feel and can't shove out with spoken words

and i am delicately terrified
that everything i want to convey
is my own invention

that the shrieking illumination
which seems to create as well as contrast
the perverted shadow of my exterior

is a tallow candle,
its flush
lambent and frail

raped
of resplendence

a star’s sigh
far from the effulgence
of your denied
Amazing

[This message has been edited by Elizabeth Cor (05-28-2002 05:51 AM).]

Christopher

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since 1999-08-02

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Purgatorial Incarceration

1 posted 2002-05-28 03:51 AM

suppose i could make a hundred commments, but i'll leave it simply as MUCH better. hugs you

Christopher

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2 posted 2002-05-28 03:51 AM

comments even

Christopher

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3 posted 2002-05-28 03:53 AM

ok - changed my mind... one pull-out:

quote:
and I am delicately terrified
that everything I want to convey
is my own invention

makes one wonder...

Christopher

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4 posted 2002-05-28 05:21 AM

quote:
christ how I'm sitting here
writing and writing
to what purpose?

was wondering thatjust a bit ago.

Elizabeth Cor
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since 2000-10-13

Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods

5 posted 2002-05-28 05:28 AM

still
blindly stroking the redundancies
... as quiet and malign.

Christopher

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6 posted 2002-05-28 05:54 AM

yeah

something like that.

Nicole
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since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

7 posted 2002-05-28 11:42 AM

*wail!* I'm confused!

Nic runs slobbering back to her corner

Nicole
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since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

8 posted 2002-05-28 11:50 AM

Okay, I'm back.  I just re-filled my coffee cup.  It's too damn early for me to run across something like this, and have the urge (the necessity) to reply.  Because if I don't, then I'll just come back in five minutes, and the dog will crap on the floor cause I'm not paying attention - you know how it goes.  (delicious! delicious! I'm normal!)

I'm not even going to touch the meaning, or anything like that - it's too early, I've only read it a dozen times already, and well, I'm due for a dozen more...hell, maybe I'll wait till you wake up and then pester you.  That might be easier!  heh

I loved this:

oh, and believe there is magic
palmed to these piano fingers,
twitching underneath
the skin,
   the lines
like ruptured windshields;
hands
greedy
as the distended heart that
seeks to suckle their veins

and this:

i become iodine
touched to tongue,
vomit sick-sweet
glazed on the back of a throat,
rotted bird on black top
heavy of tar and feathers
ribs curved like a fist
  about to open,
the knuckles crushed

My god, girl - what an image - I feel like I just got punched in the gut.

Sigh!  I wish I had your talent!

SHH
Nic

Cirrus
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since 2002-05-12

Posts 55

9 posted 2002-05-28 05:40 PM

Amazing indeed!

Christopher

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10 posted 2002-05-28 08:59 PM

lol@nic - still, this is a very good example of poetry. hpoe you keep this muse. sincerely.

icequeen
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since 2001-12-09

Posts 633
FL USA

11 posted 2002-05-28 09:13 PM

Utterly, brilliantly amazing, this is. I felt spellbound through the entire read. It is really a delicious piece. I believe I will read it a hundred times and find something new in each read. Brava!

...and her crown was formed by the ice in her eyes

Nicole
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since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

12 posted 2002-05-31 07:01 PM

Nic, thank you... (snort everytime i read this... delicious!delicious! I'm normal! ~guffaw~)

~smile~ icequeen, thank you for the praise.

Elizabeth Cor
Senior Member

since 2000-10-13

Posts 879
Over the river and through the woods

13 posted 2002-05-31 07:03 PM

rotflmao...

goddamn cookies...

Oh look, Nic, we're switching personalities ... call the SID techs... I think they accidentally attached our brains again...

Nicole
Senior Member

since 1999-06-23

Posts 1835
Florida

14 posted 2002-05-31 07:25 PM

*snicker* Better our brains again this time, rather than that last episode...sigh...I still haven't gotten the avacado out of my hair...

esclandre
Member

since 2001-06-11

Posts 62
Northern California

15 posted 2002-05-31 08:48 PM

read this many times, and still like it.

esclandre

Je le Rêve, je Pleure
I dream, I cry

MIdsummerRain
Member

since 2002-05-19

Posts 175
St. Louis, Missouri

16 posted 2002-05-31 11:16 PM

"...I want to dare you to the soft decay of my heart;
lead with wonder till you
cleave my bones, seeking gold;
covet the inundation of
a soul like sea..."
I read this many times as well; & yet it still remians intricate...I hope that its meaning is as meaningful to you as it was to me! ~Rayne

For in much wisdom is much grief
& he who increases knowledge
increases sorrow...
Eccl. 1:18

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

17 posted 2002-06-01 01:36 PM

"this is what i am"

me too.

ethome
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since 2000-05-14

Posts 11858
New Brunswick Canada

18 posted 2002-06-01 03:23 PM

This is it, very good! The answer to what that is!

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