Bantering with Octagons

whispers of octagon
give languid notions of bantering through the sacred truths of fire

ruby
ruby
ruby

mysssssssssssstic
 
the quietudes
mean nothing,
friend...

for french fried
tears,
prepared just so,
express
the wanton weary way...

a mystical sigh,
like feathered a friend,
always promises
hello with goodbye.

so call-out
in the navy way!

or snuffle through tristesse.
 
hand warms
the iron gate..
the funeral's over

leaf spirals
in the summer wind

reluctanct to say
good-bye
 
they were but
man-days;

three truckloads worth.

she could see it...

down to one phonecall.

...and so it would be
forced harmony.


bandwidth is nothing but a natural resource...
finite,
yet still too cheap to meter.
 
I have nothing to offer this thread, at least presently.

But, I have it filed under "people I can learn from."

An octagon is a very symmetric structure.

This thread is assymetric.

I love the interplay.
 
Among branches caught
time

Languishing in limbo
space

A mysterious smile
frozen in
timespace

standing at the ocean's edge
thoughts
drown
 
"my... my... my..."

...as the branch manager
prepped to do... 'limbo'.


the dear dear caribe...

she'd dreamt
of a her there to see her...

even still,
there was...
an early season's crowd.

she'd be in someone's picture
 
it's a new day coming out of limbo into the light. she languishs in darkness with her court of courtesans. what was lost is found again, in the sands of time
 
limbo to the day of turkey
brings a banter to share
where goes the singer?
where goes her light?

elegant forms of ritual

flashing gems

octagons

urinate on the face of love
squat
 
a manitoba suicide;
the heavy freeze to come.

...was
how she'd spoken,
as much as
for what she'd said.

slack-jawed shock bought them the time
to collect
and move on.
 
limbo to the day of turkey
brings a banter to share
where goes the singer?
where goes her light?

elegant forms of ritual

flashing gems

octagons

urinate on the face of love
squat
You're here.

I didn't expect that.

Not a bad thing, just... unusual.

Life is full of surprises.
 
I found a place
where asking for the numbers
of Fibonacci
are counted like
sheep in a flock
 
I found a place
where asking for the numbers
of Fibonacci
are counted like
sheep in a flock

:mad: Exactly! That's just what I'm on about! DAMN those crypto-Carlist Jacobites with their post-structuralist cabbage fixations!
 
crypto-keep the cupcake brows
fresh freeze-dry
mournful
weep
into the earth they pass

unusual
not bad
 
she offered torn strips
of mastadon,
fresh killed;
first to the biggots
and then to the sycophants.

the true believers
needed no exotic meat.
the cheese plate would do.

fibonacci?
mere parlour tricks,
whils't she worked the ward
with tangible exotic tasteys...

politics,
my good hermaphrodite!
politics.
 
boy girl blender chow
(hermaphrodite indeed)
chill folding darkness

wind howls

my
crevice
fissure
crack
split
rift
aches

make it better
 
boy girl blender chow
(hermaphrodite indeed)
chill folding darkness

wind howls

my
crevice
fissure
crack
split
rift
aches

make it better
such a pro-offered display
begs
soft-centered
for sanity.

to answer one way;
with honesty yes,
pro-offers
a vulnerability that most...
would gladly exploit

i offer you a glib nothing
instead,
honestly
with...​
 
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