ludic verbosity for the win
AGENT offers me a no-
FRILLS contract. Feel
BLEAK, suspect something
SNAKY about this deal.
Words should have been: AGENT BLEAT FRILL SNAKY (!) – hence the following second attempt:
How can I experience the FRILL
Of the circus? Here comes A GENT
To make my hair rise and my voice BLEAT:
‘Learn to pronounce “thrill” first, you flaky-SNAKY!’
‘BEVEL out stone’s jagged edge’-thought which perhaps
BEGAT art’s momentum, smoothing sharpness from the hunt to other use.
BRAIN stitching connections beyond subsistence:
EARTH a stage, a mirror, a canvas, a manifold of signs.
BEVEL the hard corners
BEGAT by inexperience or
BRAINy foolishness:
EARTH is full of teachers if we’ll listen.
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BEVEL, BEGAT, BRAIN, EARTH
AGENT in place, sembling normal life, chameleon morphed to background,
SNAKY intentions slumbering, no sly arguments about good and evil,
FRILLs of markets instead, keeping up with the Joneses on gadgets and cars.
BLEAT on, those fools around him. Agent waits and hides grim smile.
AGENT, SNAKY, FRILL, BLEAT
SLUNK through grimy alleys into warehouse,
GOLEM still in crate, me seeking words, drafting words,
PAPER strewn with Hebrew–which the word of waking?
DIZZY sense: I am one syllable off and so clay will not shift.
GOLEM struck with its fist from
DIZZYing heights against its bladed foe who
SLUNK away, broken. A new challenger appears:
PAPER.
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SLUNK, GOLEM, PAPER, DIZZY
‘The
LARGE skunk drunk on the lawn under the
SLANTED tree trunk
STUNK!’ ‘Well, you junk-head hunk of a
NINNY, what would you expect? Has your punk brain shrunk?’