Wednesday, July 28, 2010

after Rimbaud (for the administration)


as our co-ordinates are magnetised, & as our exits have been seized
we have vanished, we heavy stones of destruction & light -

as our hands are not aristocratic, still less those of the market
we have come in utter sentiment, some small targeted acquiescence

the angle is fearsome, the order of the day is wretched hope

as your maps are out of commission, we visit you secretly
we circles of cancelled stars, we flying rags of brutal factory girls
would cover your face, would swallow in grace & molestation

George Osborne, god of love, we have spurned beauty

7 comments:

劉士賢劉士賢 said...

生存乃是不斷地在內心與靈魂交戰;寫作是坐著審判自己。. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

洪志源 said...

很用心的blog,推推哦 ............................................................

宛淑芳真 said...

心中醒,口中說,紙上作,不從身上習過,皆無用也。..................................................

瑤彥妏德 said...

「仁慈」二個字,就能讓冬天三個月都溫暖。..................................................

Simon Howard said...

"George Osborne, god of love ...."

He looks like something that's dropped (or dripped) off a late seventeenth / eighteenth-century ceiling! Damp & florid.

玄王季玄王季玄王季 said...

耐心是一株很苦的植物,但果實卻很甜美。..................................................

偉曹琬 said...

Poverty is stranger to industry.........................................