Tuesday
Apr012008
Pilgrim by Gracie Leavitt
Tuesday 1 April, 2008 in Gracie Leavitt
I. Street
Let us ---- neurotic cages rattling down the street ---- viva la blah blah blah, that virtuous blues ---- take in some virulent nonage ---- and the glutted club of stammerers ---- we muster for a saga of bleary steppes ---- we huddle in the brass drained from cages.
II. Prison
This obese joinery scared a man ---- was killed by a falling scrim ---- black jacket bolted shut ---- over the hem of sky you come white ---- white sheet knotted to white sheet and so on ---- the prisoners climb out from their windows ---- called back to ---- there the beach under the street we rattle down ---- raise glasses, goblets, cups of fire higher.
III. Beach
Roiling provenance of agitated lime ---- out of what was built ---- backs of legs tighten into walls around water ---- my eyes are leached ---- the beach is lit.
IV. Postscript
As only will would contort and caress ---- this redemption slow moving ---- a saffron cylinder of clean water to drown mice in ---- to slobber over the torso of anima ---- adore it, breaking.
Let us ---- neurotic cages rattling down the street ---- viva la blah blah blah, that virtuous blues ---- take in some virulent nonage ---- and the glutted club of stammerers ---- we muster for a saga of bleary steppes ---- we huddle in the brass drained from cages.
II. Prison
This obese joinery scared a man ---- was killed by a falling scrim ---- black jacket bolted shut ---- over the hem of sky you come white ---- white sheet knotted to white sheet and so on ---- the prisoners climb out from their windows ---- called back to ---- there the beach under the street we rattle down ---- raise glasses, goblets, cups of fire higher.
III. Beach
Roiling provenance of agitated lime ---- out of what was built ---- backs of legs tighten into walls around water ---- my eyes are leached ---- the beach is lit.
IV. Postscript
As only will would contort and caress ---- this redemption slow moving ---- a saffron cylinder of clean water to drown mice in ---- to slobber over the torso of anima ---- adore it, breaking.
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