Tag: poem

Permission

You have my permission to disregard the meditation I wrote and do something else: /// Like / Walk along the side of a stream endlessly / Like / Go through a laundry list of affirmations in your head, examining and discarding each one / Like / Planning your to do list / Like / Trying (and failing) to just watch your breath and think no thoughts / Like / Criticize yourself for doing the meditation all wrong [….]

Emptiness (and a grain of salt)

[…] One of the many things we could say instead of — /
— instead of “I hate my stupid life” /
Confronting a memory /
Confronting a hypothetical /
Confronting other peoples’ theoretical thoughts about us /
Confronting ‘what if I had done it that way instead?’ /
All these emotions come and go, passing like ships, or birds, swiftly by […]

Erasure / Replacement / Antithesis

From an exercise at writer’s group where the idea was to write twelve lines on a word/topic then remove the word and replace/rewrite. The topic found was the laws of nature. I split parts one and two in the middle: ‘Nature’ and ‘The Law’. With extra time, an antithesis appeared.

Realization / Review

Realized the other day that my bluetooth headphones with noise cancelling have three settings, not two. Let noise in, block all noise, and ‘block noise / enhance voice’!! So if you want to try eavesdropping […]. Goes nicely with this poem from adultolescence [pictured]

Method of Divining by Seashells Who is to Blame

[…] Pour the phial of anti-sense in the direct center and remember to regard the magnetic chirality of the Earth /
The glass will shatter /
Carefully tune the polarization refractors until the shards produce holographic rainbows /
Place three crushed sand dollars in a beaker of indigo in acetone /
Apply gentle heat to transmute […]

Atemporal Pisky Topologies, Simple – Non-Representational Poetry

Reposting this because I wanted to make a page for it in Evergreen Posts and because I thought the picture it was with was sub-par. “On top of the questions, seeing what fresh hell was upon them, they noticed that what had been one was many, and what had been uncut was now hashed….”