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Absurd Taxinomia— People (cont…)


The woman, child, man,
on the other end,
who know nothing
& knowing nothing
can know everything
— beginnings are empty.


Believes in genius, that the actual genii
will always be found,
it matters little if they hide
above or below the shadows of the world,
in a council flat or war
—it is a stiff scent in the wind
the world rises to meet
& hand-holds into the light of day.


A gamble with benign gestures
ending in decapitation
& a long sorrow
high as a window.


The ones,
always in fancy dress,
for a pageant,
nobody heard about
in a place
nobody thinks about
for a cause
nobody cares about.


With expensive pencils
& hollow bodies,
write lists of things
they want & never stop
writing those lists
& never stop
hoarding items.


Waiting, like sunlight,
in the orchards of their chests.


Goes away. Returns. Away.
Returns…Yet never moves
from the spot nor pinches
the up // down
swing shut
of a hop-scotch.

Posted by:DPM

DPM is an idea-logue (sic) and object-oriented speculative realist, attempting to be response-able in an irresponse-able society.

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