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A short video poem.

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she who wears a starry crown

she stood starry-eyed on the edge of the starry sky, shimmering reflections of starry dances glistening at her feet in a pool of mirror-mercury. she stood with her back turned to face the moon’s halo–a sure sign of stars falling to earth–and turned her face forward to the ground below. watching from a perch. angled for descent. a starry crown of twelve old lights perched upon a newly crowned queen.

sink

that sinking feeling–

the open world of gut instinct,

gnawing at the inside,

making the air cold

and the rain turn to glass

a burlap sack filled

with empty pockets,

morsels leaking from the sides,

money spent to tithe

the past

a small king in a big world

and big worlds dotting

the universe–

back to now–

back to then–

the sinking of skin on skin,

breath in breath–

blinking in and out,

off and on–

the last roadsign at

the edge of a starry slipstream

before the pavement

turns left, sharply

out of sight

EX VIDA

timed out–

an expression
written backwards
on a forward-looking face

solace–

deeper than the hollows
in the mind of the earth

silence–

quantified and criticized
for its quality and emptiness

time–

begging for one last
crumb of breath
before the final feast

the philosphical millipede of progress

I.  IN WHICH WE LEARN OF CHAOS

  1. Formation of Image
  2. Seeking in Imagination
  3. Clouded Sight/Unclear Vision
  4. Collective Unconscious
  5. Universal Consciousness


II.  IN WHICH WE ORDER CHAOS

  1. Breaking of the Image
  2. Imagination Restructured
  3. Sharpening the Senses
  4. Drawing from Depths
  5. Universal Order


III.  IN WHICH ORDER DISSOLVES

  1. Inertia
  2. Dissatisfaction
  3. Limits and Boundaries
  4. Active Deconstruction
  5. Completion of the Fracture


IV.  IN WHICH WE RECOVER

  1. Silence
  2. Light
  3. Sound
  4. Sight
  5. Waking


V.  IN WHICH WE RECONCILE/SYNTHESIZE

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