Skydive Backward (Fragments)

Sep 13, 2014 14:56

1)
that grey sun and dim desert (still razor bright)
dry mouth,
dried moth with a little black lizard tongue
shriveled and cracking;
a small bone in the back of your throat
and you're swallowing

2)
grey doesn't and dim sun
still razor-bright, but muted
still sharp, but stabbing;
Face against the asphalt
stray gravel sinking indents into the skin of your cheek,
pock-marked and crushing,
grinding
your face against the ground.

this same morning, again.

a straight pin through time,
a day pinned down,
sliding straight between your shoulder blades.

3)
Car crash ready &
a wreckage begging
[The sky hyper-saturated,
(a)biding its time]
Steel carcass, the jack-knife jaw-trap (again)
The sun the blinding wink of a scalpel caught forever in a spider web
This insufferable resemblance to a spring day
the same day, again.
Again.
[2]

The sun and the desert,
razor-blunt but trying,
[1]

4)
Car crash ready and a wreckage begging.
Waiting,
Crushed bones and blood tide,
impact and instant
Insistent.

The way the sun looks in the morning, like it's remembering itself.
like it only remembers itself

Sea-deep monsters tonguing shore,
numb-mouth tonguing a black clot,
waiting.
[1, 2, or 3]

5)
Sure, it's a pleasure to burn,
but the glitch-quick twitching of a grin in the black back room of your mouth
virtual particle,
shameless prisoner,
Sure.,
it's a pleasure to burn.
To escalate, to accelerate, to save (yourself)
to watch your hands leave the wheel -
a divine seizure, spitting tomorrowless,
singing a springless tomorrow:
The First Law, finally:
the debt and its collection,
the demon at the door already,
his hand a shadow and already wrapped around you -
C'est exactement comme ça, comme un poing écrasant ton cœur.
The nightmare floodplain floods in and presses
A newly born black hole
your own monstrous hands being born inside you, strangling, staying, saying,
Death couldn't claim so much as this.

4)
If necessary, more e- around to make a double or triple bond so that all atoms satisfy octet rule
> to make a bond, take away two electrons [(unless a double/triple bond?)]

5) Minimize the formal charge

poetry

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