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What can I do to keep this world in its orbital spin? I gave up trying to win the hearts of the many-. Throw the meat-balls against the wall, stop, stop!! Trying to make them spin, like God did in the heavens!
Sexual longings-a pathway to anger and rage- Turn the page to the cheap hotels, turn the page Give it a pathway to run, tell your friends, they've won. And don't answer to anyone; hang up the phone?!
Don't go outside the house, become dulcimer- Hit the hammer, the hammer, the hammer, stop, stop! The darkness of the night is coming, open the window I'll, I'll disappear, no air, no air inside her-anywhere!
Neck bones look weak, like honey over thawed meat: Everyone's neck bones, everyone I see, even me? I'll be a guest of hell soon, the land of no vegetables Or balloons?just neck bones, everywhere: everywhere.
The place where no one cares, no one cares, no one: Like unfed fish, fish, unfed fish-nibbling at nothing; In a four-sided aquarium, with-with piranhas? Give me a lily pad to sail away, today, today, today!...
#819 8/29/05
The Continuum
I emerged from
My mother,
Now
Part of
History?
When we die
We become a part of
History
For history continues
To exist-
History
The human continuity,
The continuum!...
#820 8/29/30
A Note by Rosa: two poems: not sure what I want to say on these two poems; interesting, they make me think of why the poet uses what he uses; I know my husband says, it is called "effect" and it makes me take a big deep breathe. Is that what he wants, if so he got it. Rosa
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