Workday Sunrise On Sawtooth Marsh
phishgod
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Workday Sunrise
On Sawtooth Marsh
The sun rises,
hissing dew burns
like an angry cat
spits at a Cheshire moon,
as if saying:
“Dawn has
no business here”,
'midst the echoes of night.
Fog melts away,
sizzling drops flambe
like cherries jubilee
burst at 200 proof Everclear
and says:
“Light is
a luxury now”,
beside dark mire of Swamp.
Day erupts clearly,
steaming rays cascade
like Vesey’s Paradise
blooms’-a-mile-deep-canyon,
and calls:
“Beyond Void”
as Nothingness slinks
beneath once frosty marshwaters.
Life’s morning calls,
beckoning duties swirl
like churning sea-trough
breaks at rocky Newport shore,
and says:
“Into Void,
jumps Nothingness”,
and day fades into pale sunlight.
--February 17, 1992
@pth
On Sawtooth Marsh
The sun rises,
hissing dew burns
like an angry cat
spits at a Cheshire moon,
as if saying:
“Dawn has
no business here”,
'midst the echoes of night.
Fog melts away,
sizzling drops flambe
like cherries jubilee
burst at 200 proof Everclear
and says:
“Light is
a luxury now”,
beside dark mire of Swamp.
Day erupts clearly,
steaming rays cascade
like Vesey’s Paradise
blooms’-a-mile-deep-canyon,
and calls:
“Beyond Void”
as Nothingness slinks
beneath once frosty marshwaters.
Life’s morning calls,
beckoning duties swirl
like churning sea-trough
breaks at rocky Newport shore,
and says:
“Into Void,
jumps Nothingness”,
and day fades into pale sunlight.
--February 17, 1992
@pth
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under which worms tickle it in the dirt
it's where the word "squiggle" comes from
the sound grass makes while worms wiggle
it says "wiggle, squigglebugs, wiggle"
but it's very quiet, this sound
quiet,
hush now,
i'm growing
and the dew
passion brewed
from it all
so, why wouldn't it hiss like an angry cat
when it's made to ether itself?
on the Marsh,
mist & sun
diamonds on
teeming ripples
squiggling in
yellow dawn,
it is
of course
the energy
of which
stars are
made, released
gasping for
the galaxies.
It sure was hell
having to get up solely to work.
And just
then, my
yellow cat
hissed at
me, or
I might
have called
in &
lingered home
listening to
Ten, or
something
squiggle across
the ether.
phishgod
that's all they'll let me smile in public...
but yes, yes...
or rather
no...
thank you!
(:
squiggle
for you now, PastaNazi.
or, as cass would say:
{{{{squiggles}}}}
And it's not worms that squiggle. It's fractals on a mandelbrot that manage this infinite feat.
how friggin COOL is that?
love to you and yer WHOLE clan
I'll be about later, okay?