joust
(my man)
then tumble free
that one may
watch you
sway
tuppence
in suspended
animus mayhaps half
winded half alert
downsized not
vulnerable
habit
of foreseeing
gravitas amends fate
four letter word
made small
via
absorption
one surmises
that irreducible facet
of maturing in
full daylight
then
viewed
externally until
contagion removes uniqueness
here comes whitening
here comes
overload
then
particles delay
congealing until ossified
evolution includes death
noticed or
ignored
one
step closer
to perfection's depth
Though I've not any response yet, you may have seen I do some zines and I'd love to publish a piece of yours...if you are intersted contact me at Nobius at gmail.com
There's a real interesting "accent" (cadence?) to this. Almost a mumbled feel as if it was spoken through a computer voice.
Dadaesque poetry seems to move towards nonsensical "ranting" but this is muffled - impossible to say/speak
"perfection's depth" - sounds tongue in cheek?
Cheers!
Crescent
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