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Epic flow of thoughts arises
Isis blessed me with her dome
Moan as she liquifies my throne.
Alone, I speak the essence of Logos
Ouroboros on my neck
Speculatively I tighten the rope.
Grope for my grave and vivify the bones,
Close the line
Time itself dare not to change
Arrange the dots into a form
Conform not to the edge of meaning
Swimming in the sea of ones and zeros ...
Isis blessed me with her dome
Moan as she liquifies my throne.
Alone, I speak the essence of Logos
Ouroboros on my neck
Speculatively I tighten the rope.
Grope for my grave and vivify the bones,
Close the line
Time itself dare not to change
Arrange the dots into a form
Conform not to the edge of meaning
Swimming in the sea of ones and zeros ...
Published 15th Apr 2023
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Entropy
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16th Apr 2023 4:51am
I was interested in the first stanza, but your second stanza is really what throat punched me.
First? I’ve seen like five other humans use an ouroboros in poetry, and I fucking love it because I LOVE the symbology of the snake that swallows its own tail, essentially creating its unending demise
Using that to lead into a reanimation trope was killer shit.
The ending was a little looser than the main body of the poem. I wasn’t sure if you were making a binary reference for gender or atrophy, and your author’s note clarified that.
Really cool piece. Great symbolism. Welcome to the madhouse!
Ouroboros on my neck
Speculatively I tighten the rope.
Grope for my grave and vivify the bones,
Close the line
Time itself dare not to change
Arrange the dots into a form
Conform not to the edge of meaning
Swimming in the sea of ones and zeros ...
First? I’ve seen like five other humans use an ouroboros in poetry, and I fucking love it because I LOVE the symbology of the snake that swallows its own tail, essentially creating its unending demise
Using that to lead into a reanimation trope was killer shit.
The ending was a little looser than the main body of the poem. I wasn’t sure if you were making a binary reference for gender or atrophy, and your author’s note clarified that.
Really cool piece. Great symbolism. Welcome to the madhouse!
Ouroboros on my neck
Speculatively I tighten the rope.
Grope for my grave and vivify the bones,
Close the line
Time itself dare not to change
Arrange the dots into a form
Conform not to the edge of meaning
Swimming in the sea of ones and zeros ...
