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Tue, Oct. 10th, 2000, 06:56 pm
Mouthpiece

This is where
electricity opens itself
to the air. Mouth

words drew constant
struggle to decipher
where truth became fiction,
when teeth said hard things come to those
who wait, tongues massaged
what the wind of fluidity birthed, and
how swallowing became too much for sound.

Passive requests
"my god, i can't believe
what she just said..."
drew blanks in geiger
counter intuitive
such intrigue left the gall where
they had to recover from when
guts grew like men who
now can't find what
thought knew how
to enunciate.

Mouth used to scoop
reflection from the moon,
secondary choices became decisive
enough to fool the press
ing concerns of mothers
and fathers and brothers and sisters
only saw the clothes
we wore.
Reaching inside the brain she scooped out
everything of interest,
put it on racks
said "headlines"
and only secret meetings dispoiled
the papers people
wore like the fashion models
wore their skin.
Every day it was a new phrase in
their mouths.
Every mouth was a new
mouth
in their mouths.


The times were like
ambitious
overflowing
conjunction

and

cubes
gave
life.


62,400
repetitions
equals
one
truth.



"Go away." came out of its mouth(and I recorded it).
"You're staring at me."

Wed, Oct. 11th, 2000 02:03 am (UTC)
tehschkott

wow dOOD, thats fuckin RAD :-}

Wed, Oct. 11th, 2000 02:30 am (UTC)
holyloki: Re:

why thank you. : )