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once you leapt
from the sea
and distilled dawn into beads,
brazen on a sunned chest.
you danced on the summit of a tooth of a shark,
of mammoth, of walrus,
flirted with peacock feathers,
agleam in bone, coral, pearl
and amethyst brassy and golden,
abalone and chalcedony.
you excelled to dance,
sparkle, flux and fascinate,
lustrous of crystal,
of teal and amber, emerald and silver,
liquid in shawls of sunset orange and ruby.
you, demure there, in the center
as you and i sighed-
by-sighed within a precious community
of blooms and jests.
but now
you are whispery stacks
of parched tongues of long dead men,
opposing each other
on two-faced circles and rectangles,
papery or cold metal,
ethereal as a pixel named greed
or fat as an ingot of tongues
which bark to warn of threats
from borders and robbers
while lustful monsters speculate
on the risk-margins of war.
who is wearing who now?
who is whose ring?
i know what it’s like now
to be bent into a circle,
my heart leashed to your wallstreet scrawl,
your hammer of logical debt.
i know what it's like now
to be siphoned by mosquito-like numbers,
while electric caterpillars chew across screens,
frantic and stressful
shapeshifting to become my eyebrows.
every hair on my counted head follows you.
slumped or erect, arched or crushed.
trillions of dollars proliferate,
insubstantial above the crowds.
and yet i fight you with all i'm worth
to free a sliver of my possessed need.
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7/7/25 ... probably a doomed poem.. many edits
3/32/25 modssssssssssssssssss
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