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More of The Same

April 20, 2009
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I think I might keep running with these three sources for a while. I like what Gnoetry giving me to work with.

More of The Same.

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The Same (Transposed)

Sun Apr 19 18:31:23 2009

In all confusion, more perhaps! In their
effects, a fact. A while, besides a while,
belonging, everything! In any blows,
in an oblique direction. As the beach,
transposed, a hundred million years ago,
the longitude, accumulated, by
degrees. The six survivors, multiplied,
because allied in groups, produced, evolved.

The island, like a ball. The little spot.
In books. The slaves, the cynicism of
transport, a species of the house. The mast,
the reproductive system, as a ball.
Another species of consumption. With
the transformation of the island and
the water, on the archipelago,
the feeling of revenge. The embryo.

The wet. The breed, the three together, is
the state! A wall in common, there exist
organic beings to await the end,
the woody and the task, the first, because
the first were all destroyed. The office of
the embryos, transposed. Upon a wall,
in other countries, more ferocious than
the last degree, the wet, the west confused.

Texts:
Jules Verne, The Mysterious Island
Feodor Dostoevsky, Notes from the Underground
Charles Darwin, On the Origin of Species

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One Comment leave one →
  1. Eric Elshtain permalink
    April 23, 2009 12:11 pm

    The rhyme and off-rhyme in this are auspicious–“embryos transposed”–down right Eminem. What a weird, taut poem about, among other things, eugenics and the end-times…

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