Wednesday, March 4, 2009

More possible portfolio poetry.


"Though I walk through the valley of deep darkness"
Honeycombed brain twisting heart roped throat
labyrinth aorta ventricles feeding minotaur
in dark places of world, fill habitations with violence
valleys of deep darkness, armpits, eyelids, neck
soft folds, tendons, bones freckled skin

"characterized by absolute or relative absence of light"

Standing under medulla medusa wrapped
tentacles along spinal cord, this inside minds
writhe gloom consuming by enzymes

"A dark house was formerly considered a proper place of confinement for a madman", obs.

Shining on floor, yellow rectangles, three-by-six
eyes invert images automatically match medusa
walking through the valley of deep darkness
"I will fear no good, for you are not with me"
crawl away from coffins shining on carpet,
away from holes onto empty iridescence,
skull, entrails, epidermis quivering
into

3 comments:

  1. god evelyn this is beautiful and grotesque and eerily sensual all at once.

    makes me weak in the knees, girl.

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  2. Methinks you really have something here. Would like to see more.

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