Dangling on the gropesome

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— furtherfield <[email protected]> wrote:
> Keep the discussion to art
>
> as the wind stretches
>
—————————————————————————-
> ————it yawns
> ————————-across broken lands
>
————————————————brushing
> over lost bodies
>
—————————————————————————-
> —disparate and battered
>
————————————————-they
> are blown, scattered
> into a state
> ———————of timeless disposability
>
————————————————————who
> knows how
> much human body-waste
> ———————————-the wind has
> witnessed
> as histories soul bleachers
>
—————————————————————educators
> of
> the singular
>
————————————————————create
> yet
> another bombast, carnage path
> ——————-for others to unwillingly adhere
> to
>
>
————————————————————this
> wind
>
———————————————————————–part
> of the nature scene
>
—————————————————————————-
> ——-has seen
>
————————————————————too
> many things
>
————————————————————if
> only it could
> blow away all the pains,
>
————————————————————cleanse
> this
> shabby place
> of places
>
>
————————————————————it
> blows
> through, above and over
>
——————————————————not
> able, unable to
> change what is blown apart
> ———–a crumpled psyche
> ——————————–in a world dissected
> by mythology, dreams
> and ideals
> ———————————————tired
> inventions and
> pretensions of what could be
> ——————————–and some have been
> too willing to be
>
—————————————————————————-
> what they cannot be
>
> ——————————–Humanity = YOU &
> ME——————————-is a dying bird
>
> ——————————–us, the other birds
>
—————————————————————————-
> –watch…
>
—————————————————flapping
> around hovering
> in the wind
>
—————————————————waiting
> to see which way
> the wind will blow
>
> others
> outside
> flew by
> looking in
> ————morals come and go
> ———————————–yet we will never
> know
>
————————————————————–why
> we waste
> our time
>
————————————————————–creating
> each
> one of them
> time grinds on
> —————-leaving the dead behind
> -mere memories
> ——————-as life rushes ever onwards
> around it
>
> the bombing has paused…….
> ——————————–here lies a dying
> woman
>
———————————————————–not
> just a woman
> but a woman who knows the wrath of insecure
> masculinity
>
> she thinks……
>
—————————————————————-are
> we all
> merely
> headless lost creatures?
>
> here I lie
> ———-one leg less
> ———————–and many dreams less
>
> if only the tears
> t—-h—–a——-t which
> ——————————————-I
> churn
>
————————————————could
> fill the gap blown
> asunder
>
> are we tomorrow's ghosts
> —————————–laying down snares
>
—————————————————for
> future dead-lives?
>
> dead is gone
>
——————————————————————-lost
> is
> not found
> end is
> - finish
>
>
————————————————–surely
> there's hope
>
———————————————————-once
> we've
> realized, loss of hope
>
——————————————————-caught
> between
> non-reason and hope
>
———————————————————dangling
> on the
> gropesome
>
————————————————————-x
> mark's the
> spot
>
——————————————————-mapped
> out, worn out
> and the wind?
> It still
>
blows————————————————————–
>
>
>
>
>
> + tripe
>


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