see you on the dark side of the moon...
Lunar Baedeker
by: Mina Loy
Lea- [i'm so glad we got rid of all those people] this is the writer i was telling you about yesterday- isn't she awesome? what a lost linguistic lunatic... she is officially my favorite writer/poet/word junkie for today [two days running]. provided that i can keep my eyes open long enough, rose and i planning escape tonight {or kidnapping if necessary}- do join love. will call later.
A silver Lucifer
serves
cocaine in cornucopia
To some somnambulists
of adolescent thighs
draped
in satirical draperies
Peris is livery
prepare
Lethe
for posthumous parvenues
Delirious Avenues
lit
with the chandelier souls
of infusoria
from Pharoah's tombstones
lead
to mercurial doomsdays
Odious oasis
in furrowed phosphorous
the eye-white sky-light
white-light district
of lunar lusts
Stellectric signs
WING SHOWS ON STARWAY
ZODIAC CAROUSEL
Cyclones
of ecstatic dust
and ashes whirl
crusaders
from hallucinatory citadels
of shattered glass
into evacuate craters
A flock of dreams
browse on Necropolis
From the shores
of oval oceans
in the oxidized Orient
Onyx-eyed Odalisques
and ornithologists
observe the flight
of Eros obsolete
And "Immortality"
mildews
in the museums of the moon
NOCTURNAL CYCLOPS
CRYSTAL CONCUBINE
Pocked with personification
the fossil virgin of the skies
waxes and wanes
by: Mina Loy
Lea- [i'm so glad we got rid of all those people] this is the writer i was telling you about yesterday- isn't she awesome? what a lost linguistic lunatic... she is officially my favorite writer/poet/word junkie for today [two days running]. provided that i can keep my eyes open long enough, rose and i planning escape tonight {or kidnapping if necessary}- do join love. will call later.
A silver Lucifer
serves
cocaine in cornucopia
To some somnambulists
of adolescent thighs
draped
in satirical draperies
Peris is livery
prepare
Lethe
for posthumous parvenues
Delirious Avenues
lit
with the chandelier souls
of infusoria
from Pharoah's tombstones
lead
to mercurial doomsdays
Odious oasis
in furrowed phosphorous
the eye-white sky-light
white-light district
of lunar lusts
Stellectric signs
WING SHOWS ON STARWAY
ZODIAC CAROUSEL
Cyclones
of ecstatic dust
and ashes whirl
crusaders
from hallucinatory citadels
of shattered glass
into evacuate craters
A flock of dreams
browse on Necropolis
From the shores
of oval oceans
in the oxidized Orient
Onyx-eyed Odalisques
and ornithologists
observe the flight
of Eros obsolete
And "Immortality"
mildews
in the museums of the moon
NOCTURNAL CYCLOPS
CRYSTAL CONCUBINE
Pocked with personification
the fossil virgin of the skies
waxes and wanes
posted by HindiK at 6:08 PM
3 Comments:
Pocked with personification
the fossil virgin of the skies
waxes and wanes
i can somewhat understand your affinity with this euphoric, forgotten modernist. or maybe it's the zodiacal lunar kinship that's allowing the connection...
thanks for the shout-out, tho i have my doubts about the alleged privacy of this post-board. never trust cyberspace is you're looking for privacy, either from the nsa or chabad lubavitch.
re: shindig tonight with thyself and rosasharn. would love to partake, but unfortunately tonight is the night i finally pen my forster paper for tomorrow's deadline + and i'm babysitting = a winning combination for someone with wanderlust for the great unknowns of brooklyn.
anyhow, i hope this new stage of message-posting ("blogging" is now obsolete) is growth inducing, completely unvexatious, and more reflective of your real, sweet self (wait, did i just call my scorpio 'sweet'?).
i daresay
miss namastae
you've escaped the nsa
but try as you may
to runaway
i will FIND YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
worry not, youve bored me to near death. sweet does not become you. hope you enjoy the sugary bacteria buildup, until it makes you sick that is. after which youll desperately long for some controversial floggings from anyone at all. ya can run but you cant hide.
-anon
found you.... so hindy, exercise of the day: Train thineself in the art of mysterie. for isn't the jew marked by his mask? anyway, have been trying to connect with you for the past coupla'... coupla. so phone tag - you are indeed; it.
-curtains closed-
and still the crowd shouts for your encore.
but, 'twas a good move indeed to hide your blog, yet make it accessible enough for those who are eager to have it be found.
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