cosmic causeries
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cosmic causeriesby glenn fang
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cosmic causerieswritings in consciousnessby glenn fang
messagestoanonymous.tumblr.comtwitter: @cloudstains
2013
This work is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0Singapore License (CC BY-NC-SA 3.0 SG)
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somnolent bones tuck into the blanket that is your skin: it falls asleep,while the tessellation of stardust in you stays up through the night with me.we toyed with our imaginations, and ended up with dreams that in the morning, after you left materialized only as words.
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a journey along your spine
tracing your scoliotic spine, hoping that i dont lose you
to the alternating hollow recesses,while meandering, navigating.
a one lane. a two way.
only two ends in sight.
to your head or your hips?
or to both, and also to
the universe in between?
not all destinations show.
no cartographer has mapped
this plentiful expanse in you.
i humbly attempt your moon.craters spell revelation doom.
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break away
we expend our oxygen tanks
as crude propulsion
in an attempt to reach the moon,
but we fall short of the Krmn line,
and below critically low levels.
the auroras over Pite
are an electric chaos
that we have no part in;
a breath-taking daze
as we watch the lissom hues
slither with refulgent grace.
there are astronauts
with a grandstand view
freely snapping away.
there are astronauts outside
cutting their tethers.
we all want to float,
we all want to drift away
slowly,
but we're fallingback down(again)-
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hurry
every morning i walk my terrier through a winding half-mile,
but i think he's the one walking me:
he's always in a sprightly haste.
i don't know how many tail wags
i miss in between slow, drowsy blinks.
elsewhere, the earth is walking her moon,
both zipping around their own usual orbit.
in the city, the suited adults manoeuvre sidewalks,
dispensing brief greetings, sparse on chatter.
punctuality is a battle through suitcase-wielding phalanxes.
overlooking the bustling crossroads, a greyed man sits,
stoned from cigar compounding existing inertia.
limbs in inactivity, mind far from monotony,
slowly drifting towards a familiar wraith
in a different hurry: the one for reunion.
i think about us and wish the same.
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distant
every meteor shower calls you for a night outdoors, and every shooting star gets a wish from you.
consequently wayl aid by a universes worth,
who wants you to wish on them.
this is some starry business, and
everyone wants a part of the lucre.
the stars are let inon more secrets than i am
while i empty every last drop of my heart
online, to strangers on the other side of the globe.
i guess we feel more comfortable when things are distant,
where we're safe from the immediate aftermath;
and i tell myself it's the simple reasonas to why we've grown so far apart.
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astronomers
everyone talks about the splay of freckles across the bridges of noses
and likening them to constellations
we've past that stage early.
here we are, way afterthe jaw-dropping first glimpses
familiar skins comfortably taut
like accustomed paint drying on walls.
we commune about our mostobscure celestial objects:
the specks of caf au lait spotsscattered around our bodies,
like the one shadedunder your left breast,
and the faint five around my thighthat form the points of a star.
our perusals are unfolding lessons;
knowledge bandwagons and pours
from the soft Braille of goose bumps,
divulging our innermost impressions.
we are astronomers in our own right,
answering the questions of our own universe.
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afterlife
post-bloom corpus withers and curlstightly around the scythe: not by choice,but in adherence to various physical lawssurrounding contortion; the rules of the game.bleeding, life waning to pallidity.
an egalitarian lover picks it up
and presses it between an abundanceof life, thriving in the microcosm of prose.as an inhabitant, she breathes immortalitythrough its vascular bundlewhile delicately tracing the worncontours of each dried petal.
and i want to believe in the same afterlife.
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altruistic moon
dusk, and the moon gets to work after putting everyone to sleep.
dormir, dormir, dormir .
the transverse of moonlight
rouses waves, slithering up
on to gentle shores
the shore of every one reposed.
swash electric serenades,
backwash blankets from bodies.
bare are these vessels so weathered;
the cratered moon plasters with kisses;
bleeding excessive silver dust wont kill.
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destruction
send me an escadrille of airplanes
filled with your ink as ordnance;
messengers-cum-hesitant kamikazes.
they circle in a holding pattern
until they're all but just
fragmented ballistic patterns on my palms.
the only intact remnant is a
black box recording of everything
we've said to each other:
from the laconic shy greetings
to the obligatory verbose apologies
to complete silence.
the stars are searching for another to fall
destructively and irrevocably in love with:
never able or wanting to break off, and having
to drift alone in boundlessness ever again.this is the persistence of universe we don't have.
we drift apart from the epicentre of destruction.
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wake
leave me to wander
across the continents of my mind,performing a grim cartography
of tragedies.
trace an isopleth
with contour intervals indicated
for the piles of expended mistakes.
i've no aerial view to do a good job;
I'm still discovering the wreck as i go, but
at least i'm trying to organize my mess
rather than simply
glorifying them as abstract art.
it takes a sadist to pluck beauty from disasters.
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solitary musings
i ramble offhand about every
passing and lingering thought;
the xeric silver moon listens to me
just to purloin the
vapour laced in my exhales;
the eroded kisses on her
cratered curvaturemirrors mine.
my shadow in abeyance:
he builds a bridge to
a lightless cave hole under the tree
and creeps away from me, into it;
settling in for a comfortable,
prolonged slumber.
daybreak will not
come anytime soon.
soporific lantern lines of words
lulls the universe to sleep.
i spend my nights awake,
pondering, trying to answer
the questions you left
with your absence.
thoughts are fractals,
and darkness can get darker.
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eclipses
lustful apparitions coast
in the depths of an oceanic night.
arcane desires occult
the dim glow of twilight tungsten,
plunging into Cimmerian totality
an alignment to behold.
individuated by vanishing horizons
and under a perfect guise,
sails flutter freely in rousing storms;
spines hold out through rough kisses
and rind, from the claws of taloned fingers
until ships founder.
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growing up (apart)
the delicate morning breeze
disentangles a kite,caught on the tree for months something
even the strongest storms couldn't do.
a butterfly waltzes with it,
diffracting sunlight through
stained glass wings,
ruffled dried leaves joining in;
reminiscent of a dilapidated
playground and the frolicking kids
who've since grown up.
they play with bills, not blocks,
and cut deeper scars.
smoothened rocks lay reposed
on the shore of the sea we shouted
all our burdens and promises to.
they've begun to crack, and i wonder
if our words have since drowned.
moving out and away by ourselves
to places beyond where
our fathers used to drive usis the true transition to adulthood.
we echo goodbyes
from diametric ends
of our new worlds.
they brush shoulders midway
and crumble to naught.
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esteem
you chained your insecurities to a sturdy tree
and threw the key out of its reach.
standing at a distance, you watched
relieved,and slightly smug
as it tries in vain to get back into your head.
left to die, you went for a shower
in the lonely oceans
whose contents you wholly loved;
emerging with dripping wet
summer gold hair,
but you couldn't care less.
heart strings tugged,
drawing wide, deceptive seines.
examining your haul; newfound
expectations sifts out the bad catch
of which I'm a part of; you threw me back,
tangled to your primal words.
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our warmth on greedy conductors
cold finds its way and slithers up
from under sleeves
for embrace.
it argues with the poised air
underneath insulating layers,but bickering wears down to a
unifying equilibrium.
our overlapping legs, slotted bodies;
steadfast with dulcet words,
hesitant with actions.
ardent bulbs singe the algid air,
while veins threaten
to snap like frozen twigs.
we put our fingers over torch lights
skin illuminated red
tracing round contours
with pilfered warmth,
dither evident.
we squandered our own
on the wrong people.
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self
i no longer have to wake up to the garish
incandescence from the toilet at 3 a.m. in the morning;
nor do i have to sleep with blankets on.
i am no longer a slave of the tolls of distance,spending our time apart trying to bring us closer
using all (im)possible means.
there's a sweetness that is quite like yours
from tying fresh cherry knots with my tongue.
i still get the same little scrapes.
electric hums are as rhythmic
as your reposed heartbeats,
and my ears become accustomed, too.
Decembers spent supine on cold duvets;
my descending winter exhales
are quite like your detached breaths.
i've grown to love only the touch
of my own hand on my skin.
a healthier addiction:
more sufficient, less dependent.