Diogène

1.

weep
when serpent senses
secret

2.

spectres of slaves
listen to waves

gaze

3.

wing
to wing

sky

silt

ash

air
annihilated

birds
make movement

weep

4

shame
of shadows

still

terrified

5

lay waste

lay
In waste

under depth's
depth

6

remember

passages

corridors

arcades

end
or ending

time

7

so
many skins

stained
skins

worship

wind

flood fields
time

bell haunts
horses grey
horses gallop

hideous harmies
tuned to damnation

time
memorial

destitute shadow

start
to speak
in silence

what
passes for silence

beginning in silence

8

grieving gift

stigmata

silence
vanished

beg
beasts

turbulence of torrents
damnation

not
so dark

moons émanation sings

terrifyingly
of twigs

9

sleep
walk into seas

never
come
back

10

suicide
succinct

syringe
superstructure

for act
in foretold

tragedy

tie wings together
beloved

11

whisper
witness

tears
black

skin
burnt

surrender

wings
to wind

12

water's
dread

dooms

night
falls

& leaves

13

water
rushing

from ghost's mouth

cursed
heirs

14

stay
still

bamboo
breaks

pit
opens

spears
sharpen

15

rains falling
on mourners
bodies

turn

howl

curse

16

sea
becoming

seas

bone
becomes

oil

body
being
becomes
bank

17

heritage
hell

sing
that

to skulls
on poles

let them
speak

lips
flags

18

sing
song of this

debacle

dead perform
perfectly

just beyond

your bent

backs

bent
bridge

to another

circle

19

veins
burn

breathe all
memory's

remains

sea
sound In skull

resonate

remember débâcle

tone
tumult

sea from sea
tremble

tremble
remembering tides

endless death

you shall sing
with choir
of corpses

20

cry
for moon

shriek savagely
for sun

suicide
succinct
scorpion sings

stinging
way to consciousness

consciousness
constructed from clay

table
you imagined
already
at seven
in short
pant

vomited
into bag
of sandwiches
& kitchener bun

vomiting endlessly
all fluid
in little body

remebering this
exactly

standing on chair

pissing
pants

premonition
an alchemy
absorbed in arteries

you open

you open

Painting: Jules Bastien-Lepage, Diogène (1877),

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