Archive for September 7th, 2011

Fuck Yeah!!

By Nick Hranilovich

Today the ricocheting frequencies got so thick with momentum
that the branch supporting all mutual grace snapped
while the base of the wound at the tree’s side
gushed forth my own blood
heavier than even corn syrup movie prop fake red
more powerful than an immortal visionary
puncturing your luminous body
with a hypnotic and mind-altering index finger
is docking with an adjacent soul so greatly
that as you walk to your altar of disavowal
the forward march of your bobbing, anticipating heads
pulls the dim navy of night sky along
like a wide open shade tied down
to kite strings on your crowns
with brazenly unpainted white cloud sheets
marking the Western quarter of the upturned globe
where you had not walked yet,
and learned you never would.

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