poetry
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Poetry: Pre-emptive Text – The Future of The Day
On the street from the future, so to speak. Morsels like the Siege of Stalingrad. Depoliticisation is impossible to get the chance to win the game. This is a poor European style Japonisme going to be a good thing. I… Continue reading
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Poem: Hypersex as Event
Idyl-amaranth, unfaded lion’s tail crops past the sun. Singed fur-trim hat for mercury rising in this style 10/6. Nasa explorer and science has venus as intensity. Classical meme and the demesne too big. I still freeze speech and extremities like… Continue reading
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Poem: Loved
Someone else’s immunity and animal ravages after the spittle settles And for pragmatism I hope the blood scent tickle remains for the drunk pack euphoric with lips to crisp line glass pursed to wine the detail of label class and… Continue reading
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First – a prose poem
For ab The one. The only one. I’ve read happiness and the truth about pain in glossy magazines. Who.? Who is first? Who’s the one? We look back to our loves like books. “In this catalogue, you were the beautiful… Continue reading
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Aeaea
isling an aisle islet of hands trace of veins ink copied post circle aiaia throw song patch up rain sweep dry the street it cometh in sheets weep right blanket of snow willow of sleet sleeping pillow plotline of neck… Continue reading
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Work on Air
the sky is firmfor sole of feetsolid is thickened ozonelike soil as shield beneathfor sole of feet someone flies methis time like a kitethis time someonethis time not me play timeme firmamelle-amentemevisual transplantaudial orbitplastic haptic melancholaliaphasis a river appears staticappears… Continue reading
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Viscous Circle
The broadcast of trees and streetsrests from steer and call,from rite of tiersfrom green terse traceof bird, insect and wheel from a bed a section ofa plane is heardfuselage and wingsdread of scissionleap of leg and claw take measure in… Continue reading
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Exchange of Reticence
In arm’s length from fruit and flower banks of blossoming, nests and noise the romance of paths and gates withdrew like drained vessels, bloodless and thirsty. My flesh pales and when branch, bud or face stayed disappeared i grew as… Continue reading
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Temporary Mutation
the echo to where i speakin triplicate to an exteriumthat bouncing back grabsconjunction by the sides laughter and returnto a body where thisarm doesn’t go throughthat arm allow me to make some space where my voice is clearof tungsten and… Continue reading
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Blackwattle Bay scene
Silk takes no arrowyet the birds sing stitchingthe morning like a sewing machine, its heavy pedal comes as traffic comes.Hums the poise of bridges, brick and metalthe fuels to soil and water. No one walks their dog or waltzestheir sweetheart… Continue reading
Ariel Riveros Pavez 