My second dada pome

Post by **Nazz** » September 17th, 2008, 3:33 am

the river, backlit savior.
eyes are like cracked halos.
halo is space junk, vicious streak.
read Revelation 2 on a killer screw.
the dial is spinning, rocks are spinning.
goans are streaking, stringy liquid black.
he does time-space, pays his debt, no fuel.
he mixes graviton cocktails, writes scripture.

Post by **saw** » September 17th, 2008, 8:15 am

hip and mystical....unsure of message, but that's not a downside ....
feels like big bang vs. creation kinda poem......

Post by **Nazz** » September 17th, 2008, 8:47 am

hmm, spacey... you're right, saw. this one's a bit of a mess...
kind of like a 'Jesus-and-Hawking-get-kicked-outta-the-space-shuttle' sort of affair.

Post by **stilltrucking** » September 18th, 2008, 6:48 am

it could be ma ma
a Post-Patriarchal kind of da da

don't mind me nazz, I been off my meds again.

Post by **mnaz** » September 19th, 2008, 4:07 am

Well Jack, don't mind me either. (Maybe) I was drinking. I like that killer screw bit though, and 'goans' are black holes, apparently (love that one!), though gravitons in any sort of liquid form are just wrong... or are they?

Post by **hester_prynne** » September 19th, 2008, 11:48 am

"eyes are like cracked halos. "
This line is especially brilliant.
nice crisp read...
H

Post by **constantine** » September 19th, 2008, 6:12 pm

yeah, i'm inclined to agree. i think it's spacey and crisp - space crispies! stays crunchy even in inter-dimensional flux.