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By j. knipp Date: 2004 Feb 16 Comment on this Work [[2004.02.16.21.00.3516]] |
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Over the static fraught line Simple syllables pass between Ones heavy in honey thick and full This arrow, string attached, flies out Strikes deep, burrows to the core Like lightning down a kite, vibrations Rock the heart of the matter My heart is the matter All the mighty forces of the universe Contend with us. Even the sun Can only favor, not all, but either And in the deepest moon split Nights, harsh sun will crash through. I think not so much the Meanings, but the smoky contralto Of your voice caught up like The merest night breeze, gently Lays lids down. And these Heavy-honey-full exchanges Are simply instrumentals, some how the Foolish lyrics are lost over This static fraught line, static As unapparent as the crickets Chirp. Lost in the din of Thought. Heavy-honey-full song Rock me to sleep so that My consciousness, free of flesh may Defy providence, reject space, Deny time, to embrace you. |