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Gnosis warm-up (auto write)
Dance
like a promiscuous dervish
scuba-diving in booze
hand Rumi a drink
let him live the love he sings about
stab frenzied outward
opening every radius
inspired beyond violence
accept that there is no god
and that he is laughing at you
laugh back
any god worth having
has a pussy
write her poetry
babble ecstatic until vowel sounds have rhythm
excite the body enough to bypass obstructive consciousness
repeat the mantra of "the observer deters malleability"
remember to forget
be between breaths
marry the contradictory
refuse hallucination without clarity
obliterate the division of spheres
the leap itself avoids the abyss
let the anthropologist sterilize experience
the philosopher quantify
the scientist dissect
and for the artist
run amok intangible air
leaving shadows with foot prints
so the next of kin
know where we went
like a promiscuous dervish
scuba-diving in booze
hand Rumi a drink
let him live the love he sings about
stab frenzied outward
opening every radius
inspired beyond violence
accept that there is no god
and that he is laughing at you
laugh back
any god worth having
has a pussy
write her poetry
babble ecstatic until vowel sounds have rhythm
excite the body enough to bypass obstructive consciousness
repeat the mantra of "the observer deters malleability"
remember to forget
be between breaths
marry the contradictory
refuse hallucination without clarity
obliterate the division of spheres
the leap itself avoids the abyss
let the anthropologist sterilize experience
the philosopher quantify
the scientist dissect
and for the artist
run amok intangible air
leaving shadows with foot prints
so the next of kin
know where we went
Published 20th Oct 2012
| Edited 2nd Jul 2014
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Anonymous
21st Oct 2012 1:53am
nice.
i've always liked the results of auto writes. the rhythm seems so natural when you really get rollin.
have you ever read any of the surrealist poets from the 20s and 30s? those guys really get it goin.
i've always liked the results of auto writes. the rhythm seems so natural when you really get rollin.
have you ever read any of the surrealist poets from the 20s and 30s? those guys really get it goin.
21st Oct 2012 1:02pm
Thank ya.
I am familiar with the surrealistls of that era but admit to not being too Indepth.
More familiar with auto drawing(A.Osman Spare for example).
appreciate read and comment
I am familiar with the surrealistls of that era but admit to not being too Indepth.
More familiar with auto drawing(A.Osman Spare for example).
appreciate read and comment
Anonymous
21st Oct 2012 4:04am
"accept that there is no god
and that he is laughing at you"
These lines remind me of a Cormac McCarthy quote: "There is no God and we are his prophets". At times this poem feels more like a string of images than a narrative, and is none the worse for that. It's a weird and effective climb down into the human subconscious which occasionally manages profundity. Thanks for the read.
and that he is laughing at you"
These lines remind me of a Cormac McCarthy quote: "There is no God and we are his prophets". At times this poem feels more like a string of images than a narrative, and is none the worse for that. It's a weird and effective climb down into the human subconscious which occasionally manages profundity. Thanks for the read.
21st Oct 2012 1:07pm
Thank you jack. Like the quote.
I agree that this a list of images. Ill scratch these out as almost a shopping list,or brainstorm, and would normally never present it as a piece. This one seemed to work for me in enough ways to leave it
I agree that this a list of images. Ill scratch these out as almost a shopping list,or brainstorm, and would normally never present it as a piece. This one seemed to work for me in enough ways to leave it
Anonymous
24th Oct 2012 4:41am
it never fails to entertain me that people try so goddamn hard to form *perfect* poetry when there are people like you who can throw this out and evoke more emotion in the reader than anything that's meticulously slaved over and edited.
24th Oct 2012 3:12pm
A lovely comment, which I agree..i will take it w pride...thank ya much aglitch
26th Oct 2012 1:50am
What aglitch said.
I can't get past the first line without being like ... fucker, I totally would have killed to make that an image.
Dance
like a promiscuous dervish
scuba-diving in booze
YES! That's badass!
The rest of it was a wild, rambling, defiant piece of poetry, and it was damn good, but the first lines freaking win.
They just. Win.
B
I can't get past the first line without being like ... fucker, I totally would have killed to make that an image.
Dance
like a promiscuous dervish
scuba-diving in booze
YES! That's badass!
The rest of it was a wild, rambling, defiant piece of poetry, and it was damn good, but the first lines freaking win.
They just. Win.
B
26th Oct 2012 3:39pm
8th May 2016 7:06am
Bloody fucking brilliant! That was the first thought I had when I finished reading. I can't even point out what piece(s) grabbed me the most because it's as much the collection of the thoughts and the form in which they are presented as the individual thoughts themselves that make this so damn good. Love love LOVE this.
