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you will not have seen   me  vice verses
i final scene   i count the bend

a roaring force  inchoate ever
about to be beginning  flickers

into diminishing returns  at its most
loudest  blinding  enveloping  point

the gum  i flick  i try  ter pry  from finger to
the world  squelches remaining indexes  together

a silent congregation of muck & stretch
the uncounted HD vintage moments

that never quite took place  & engraved
with molten iron seal  into the wanderings

of the brain  our molecules pass alongside
& thru  & fuck with perfect love  that we

have found & did not see  & wandered – into
overgrown possible beginning paths – away from

wanting to be  whatever  where we were
however  our genuflecting  lent us breathe

& caused us harm & gradually configured  lines
too straight & angular for  rolling  the meadows will

never be not green   the slightest touch of a first brush
of kiss  that was not the first kiss   we love  we walk

we say  we stay  we stray  i bow to you
i try to greet that force  does not allow

vicinity  & rushes  cataclysmic   thru the singular points
of me  love equals death equals  beauty  of a morning

the glass resting its weight into my gentle firm palm
begins to crack invisibly  & shatters  movie scene

long moments   after i indiscernible  appear
no more  & everything  is CLOSE.

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This is the time for all but sunset
and this is the time to hang our sorrow up in cedar trees
this is the time for dreams procession
and this is the time to gather at tables aloud with memory
of our lost play and childish pageantry

This is the time for lost abandonment
and this is the time for stupid whores and drunken malady
forth earning keep through joyless tragedy

I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again

Schiele Embrace

A hand in my mouth
A life spills into the flowers
We all look so perfect
As we all fall down
In an electric glare

Monika Cichoń, bez tytułu, ołówek, papier; 21 x 23 cm; 2005

Monika Cichoń, bez tytułu, ołówek, papier; 21 x 23 cm; 2005

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