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Chapter Four / Reburial

from Book I: Calcination by Diophage

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You recognize your face-
it’s the face of your father
The crack widens
as lips separate
Oh will you speak?
or will you gape?
or will something unexpected escape?

No stars shine inside
but there they are, glittering on the surface,
sparking effervescent sulfuring on neural nets
The world is everywhere,
oh yes-
even inside your head

And further back
and further back-
away
away, away

Through long tunnels (and winding, winding through forests,
down winding straws or beds of weeds, streams of kelp
through which the world is drunk or tentacles, flowing on and on,
away, away- caressing the surface inside and out,
astral, astrid and other, in streams and streams
every last drop and depths of depths, hollow within hollow,
Over and in, seed within seed, light within light,
over and out, babe within babe, spiraling and turning,
over and under, and inside and out laughing and luring)

Your face is so long ago-
it’s been there for aeons
without cracking a single smile
There it is, in the distance
throwing hieroglyphic symbols on vanishing walls

See how the window of the mouth
opens and shuts
as mountains roar and shudder
and see how the windows of the eyes flutter-
silhouetted fingers against the shadows of the earth-
eight-legged fingers
reaching into pockets,
reaching, searching
for you
Do they see you?
Will they find you, hidden amongst the weeds?
It seems they must (the fingers are so long, as rays of the sun)

But they shall not
I’ll remain silent (Around the bend a little farther,
and not all the thrashings a little father, I’ll wring your neck,
of your limbs, I’ll drink you through, I’ll make you a babe
nor the pounding of your heart
can cause me to utter in my belly, and wail through my mouth,
one commuting through intestinal subways,
single and uttering
word S.O.S.)


lyrics by: mark fralick

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from Book I: Calcination, released March 11, 2014
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