dear spider webs
stray sticker stay
day flicker gray
as i miss you still,
silent sculpture,
violent vulture,
on the window sill,
of the colloseum,
making a museum,
desparing secret mausoleum,
ensnaring,
dear spiderwebs
in the winds and rain
outside again
stuff
This is a conceptual story, and in construction with the more architechtural sense of the word preceding the comma just past, a sentence. (c) 2008 A friendly non place slash zero zone for the malfeasant decommission of the perfect crime
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About Me
- pedro bokanofski
- Brisbane, Queensland, Australia
- I am mainly interested in poetry, prose, contemporary theory, art appreciation and analysis.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
A Study for the Crucifixion
A Study for the Crucifixion
Passing singularity
Abbreviate
Speed and politics
Alleviate
Let It be
Axe a Dentally
I will fill the void
for the empty
Incra mentally
present
Ever Dentally
absent
My God
this Bites
Passing singularity
Abbreviate
Speed and politics
Alleviate
Let It be
Axe a Dentally
I will fill the void
for the empty
Incra mentally
present
Ever Dentally
absent
My God
this Bites
Monday, May 31, 2010
RALLY!
Rally!
O You must!
Though all stars will turn to dust
Rally!
O You must!
Though it all seems frightfully unjust
Rally!
O You must!
Though everything's doomed to bust
Rally!
And I will watch you go!
O You must!
Though all stars will turn to dust
Rally!
O You must!
Though it all seems frightfully unjust
Rally!
O You must!
Though everything's doomed to bust
Rally!
And I will watch you go!
Thursday, April 15, 2010
some of the banal recyclable trash thoughts crossing my mind today
the critic is always essential to and inextricably culpable in their criticism
aniseed tea reminds me of smoking shisha and is most likely better for my lungs
my job is so outrageously boring as to be completely outrageous
i'm lucky to have a job
'in cold blood' is a powerful and moving novel
aniseed tea reminds me of smoking shisha and is most likely better for my lungs
my job is so outrageously boring as to be completely outrageous
i'm lucky to have a job
'in cold blood' is a powerful and moving novel
Monday, March 29, 2010
there there
there there
engage my intention
betray your apprehension,
harmonies' august abstention;
stage delay,
interval,
and harmonies beyond comprehension
there there
engage my intention
betray your apprehension,
harmonies' august abstention;
stage delay,
interval,
and harmonies beyond comprehension
there there
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Lucid August Nine
Lucid August Nine
it's some lost song
that wasn't even all mine
damn
it
where is
it?
it's just a simulated compilation
of all that preceded
it
really
i've wanted to find it
ever since i forgot how to play it
it's clearly better lost
yet it's still a haze upon my imagination
headlights the highway of my agitation
now poor cousin Poetry's all's i got to show for it
yes
it's clearly better lost
it's some lost song
that wasn't even all mine
damn
it
where is
it?
it's just a simulated compilation
of all that preceded
it
really
i've wanted to find it
ever since i forgot how to play it
it's clearly better lost
yet it's still a haze upon my imagination
headlights the highway of my agitation
now poor cousin Poetry's all's i got to show for it
yes
it's clearly better lost
Saturday, March 13, 2010
grey day light
oh cloud so milky white
bird of such high flight
blue my eyes, wash their sight
now bespeckled by your light
glowing wilderness of night
in summer when i might
chance upon oh fresh delight
whimsical chaos oh contrite
presenting cloud oh so milky white
foreboding rain to dim the light
grey
oh when will my vanity take flight
leaving my soul to take delight
in the sun, light is but different shades of
grey
bird of such high flight
blue my eyes, wash their sight
now bespeckled by your light
glowing wilderness of night
in summer when i might
chance upon oh fresh delight
whimsical chaos oh contrite
presenting cloud oh so milky white
foreboding rain to dim the light
grey
oh when will my vanity take flight
leaving my soul to take delight
in the sun, light is but different shades of
grey
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