Animal's House of Muse

Vibes to Feed the Hasty Soul with the States of All that Matters

Month: February, 2013

Dirty Work

The people devalue themselves by sheer number,
As wakeful reminders of Death’s hidden grace-
Allowed to meander through Truth’s deepest Nature
They’ve fingered all-being as ends in their fate…
Printed and dated, embalmed and elated,
The Landscapes rejoice in transcendence of State;
Ordered by beasts, dazed in pure favor-
That which is granted those saving cost-labor…

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Open-Ended

With whatever field I create, it knows no bounds,
Though it be bound and gagged by my whims
It is tended quite tenderly
“Hush land, for the blight’s almost through”
As over and over it toils with but these two
Fabled hands to care for its shaping;
Sharp, ravenous makings of minerals,
Bare and essential, or so in it the body finds
That which aligns with its tales run asunder
And blundering towards climatic ends of growth-
May I one day reap alongside my sowing
And mending in a manner quite befitting the pragmatic
In that my problems will dissolve amongst themselves
Amidst that which bore and entangled their Being in possibility

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