this is like way overdue. from feb 21st? smth like that. but for those of you who are not ocd stalkers like i am (heeeeee), inspired by nette and krys' encounter with the proletariat poetry factory i blog-tagged people to write something-- anything-- on "hermetic".
this is what i got in return (in the order in which i read them). and my god they are like how different (sounds like the contracts we came up with for our lcs class). i love this!
hermetic by XX
the sound of your words resound all around me
ring, ring.
the beat of your footfalls, the tempo of my life
let me in, let me in.
the nothing between us, and then that wide chasm
miles, miles, inching closer.
the flamboyant and serious, IN YOUR FACE and mysterious
we've done it all, love, said it all.
the obscure and magical, the current and the biblical,
in our grasp and then off our fingertips, now.
here and there
you choke me,
now, then.
let me go,
you choke me,
give me back.
keep me in,
you choke me,
don't stop
now.
hermetic by napoleon the tin can
Fingers to lips to temples
we conjure thought bubbles
like overhanging clouds
overhead
i am cats and dogs in
you are silver lining encased
we are cotton marshmellows
a toast!
to you
to me
to our fluff preened entirety.
lips to fingers to temples
we abandon speech and soak
in the outpour and the downfall
of literary fortresses
i know. you know.
this is cloud bursting fury
this is the eventual
this is rain
drenched, we are warm.
hermetic by lily kay
These lips are sealed
Her-metic--
The secrets we keep that you will
not, can
not, should not--
No.
When Tourneur said women were made open he was looking at the wrong
Lips:
Some words we bury deep,
Too much ours to speak to friend, confidante,
Lover:
Try all you want, love.
These lips (sealed-upon-sealed-with-more-than-kisses)
will not speak.
(first will we bleed)
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The next word is dementia. i chope paraphrasing rihanna's disturbia don't steal! hahahha
omg ok back to equity. i am mad.