ekleksographia

[1]

all these *
ephemera in the spaces
of our lost life left * emptily
elongate in etched laid
lines * of light’s
imperative
pasts. . .
they are still: posed
in a reposed endless reflection (in
recognition * cognition or bright disposition)
by vial book ribbon * brush
-ed raped non-oracular
ruins
in a palled past’s
per- * fumes of our ostia’s
flasked indigo into no future goes
(save of pearled rainbow
-ed woes) in which
our * colourless
pains will
glow

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[2]

to not *
be loved is a sequence
of cyclical * events taking place
in a sorry sequined sphere
of my mental images
imagined
made. . . for a present
rapt ego’s ermine aged is mine
to gild or * glitter with this litter
of literal reflections’
flecks
each more empty
than the blacked back surface
of this glass. . . in which one ire sees
itself * in sufficiency * only save
-oured so in such eyes’ iced
layers darkening round
your lilting lashes’
lit * lids or
lips

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[3]

once
you were the con-
densation of this all: weight
of stars and wandering mines
movements of mine to
tilled terrestrial
tresses *
link
-ing up
the mimes * of a losing
world. . . what rack reaped here since?
to render so a scratched surface
’s felled face torn of all and
up * until the ultimate
unjaded jewels?
with
-in the holes
alcoholed hatched hells
no spirit will * our unwon drunk
-enness drink: no coloured sight spool
no bright net nor knot will cool what
is now this eye’s empty
ever * darkening
pool