response to (& for) amy
Awe
or
a concise epic history (consider revising]
Awe begins nude in a living room devoid of living, where paperweights tread carpet like the footprints of ampersands. The smell of bread baked before the time of yeast, in the days of rock & roll, when my yore was yours & the ground spewed forth, miraculous like a burning bush spread over legend like butter. Birth came about as an afterthought spun from the silk of corn, while women & men alike emerged from fields stuffed in shopping carts made of clay. Soon God barbecued human rib in his prime--took seven days and stuck them in a mason jar for the next life--& before long the ants came to the picnic that left them legless. It was a perfect time to forget that the tablecloth was abyss, the abyss a great tongue, & the great word of the universe was silent.
http://crumbsinawhistle.blogspot.com
or
a concise epic history (consider revising]
Awe begins nude in a living room devoid of living, where paperweights tread carpet like the footprints of ampersands. The smell of bread baked before the time of yeast, in the days of rock & roll, when my yore was yours & the ground spewed forth, miraculous like a burning bush spread over legend like butter. Birth came about as an afterthought spun from the silk of corn, while women & men alike emerged from fields stuffed in shopping carts made of clay. Soon God barbecued human rib in his prime--took seven days and stuck them in a mason jar for the next life--& before long the ants came to the picnic that left them legless. It was a perfect time to forget that the tablecloth was abyss, the abyss a great tongue, & the great word of the universe was silent.
http://crumbsinawhistle.blogspot.com
posted by eduardo ramos at 2:34 AM
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