Skip to content

The SciFi Gnoetry keeps coming

July 2, 2010
by

It’s much too late for this, but I’m having trouble sleeping after staying up late to pack for this weekend’s camping trip–my fatigue will probably show in what I’m about to post. The sources are the same. The narrative is still prominent in my mind with this series; while the last installment would fit toward the beginning, this one would obviously be at or near the end, chronologically speaking. Enjoy.

.6 That Man! (a brief postscript/eulogy)

When the last electric titillation
died on the table
his wife flitted through the wind
before he took it all in.
The effects of rattlesnake poison
are not dissimilar.
All I ever did
I watched the fever spread.
He only kept on,
at the middle of a well-known face
his shaken eyes closing
unburdoning himself to secrecy.

It helped a bit, They saw.
Soon: the black ropes of Their hair
lifting as stone doors
the silent subjects
here to there to nowhere,
then plunging determinedly
into the repellant pitch deep.

Advertisements
One Comment leave one →
  1. eddeaddad permalink*
    July 3, 2010 4:06 am

    I dig it.

    > my fatigue will probably show in what I’m about to post

    we admire athletes for being tired why not us? lol

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: