Zed Ander, “Transegmentals”, _The Prose Poem: An International Journal_, vol. 8 (1999).
Douglas Blazek, “The Metaphor”, _The Prose Poem: An International Journal_, vol. 8 (1999).
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I hope you wake up at the same time every morning, even on weekends, and need a few minutes to blink really hard and flex your fingers and toes before you get out of bed.
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Cherry blossoms. Starry nights.
Your hands. My heart.
The spectre of your love haunts me,
coating every single moment in a veil of catastrophe.
What a devastating mess you’ve left in your wake.
Time heals, but not completely.
Leaving us fractured and delicate and weary,
just enough to prod the memories of those fleeting moments.
Under the same stars. Pink blossoms swirl.
My empty hands. Your lonely heart.
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You love me, so deeply
You can’t let me go
Even though you say it’s just as a friend
We both know it’s so much more
You’ll remember for the rest of your life, you said
I know
Because you love me so deeply,
We’re drowning together
Once more
These chains around our necks
3/3
Drown me, baby, under the waves
Blanketing our misconceptions, disconnections, our lost love
It’s so fucked up how wrong you are
The lies you tell yourself
To keep from jumping in the deep end
It’s time to let go, dive in
Drown with me because we’re both going under
2/
I won’t stop, this love is deep
Oceans deep, drowning and losing myself under the waves of it
You were with me, hand in hand
But now I’m alone, no breath left in my lungs
You promised me yours
1/
Falling from the earth
Into the stars above
We lost ourselves
The constellations lied
As we clung to their stories
Our stories
What a beautifully, tragic mess
I've found some old writing that I'm reworking into some prose poetry to share on here. Will post those with the tags #rewritten & #ProsePoetry.
Ok, angst incoming soon!
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶8
Rectangular ribbon does not mean that there is no eruption it means that if there is no place to hold there is no place to spread. Kindness is not earnest, it is not assiduous it is not revered.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶7
Around the size that is small, inside the stern that is the middle, besides the remains that are praying, inside the between that is turning, all the region is measuring and melting is exaggerating.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶6
Lovely snipe and tender turn, excellent vapor and slender butter, all the splinter and the trunk, all the poisonous darkening drunk, all the joy in weak success, all the joyful tenderness, all the section and the tea, all the stouter symmetry.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶5.2
this does not mean that there is overtaking, this means nothing precious, this means clearly that the chance to exercise is a social success. So then the sound is not obtrusive. Suppose it is obtrusive suppose it is. What is certainly the desertion is not a reduced description, a description is not a birthday.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶4.1
Considering the circumstances there is no occasion for a reduction, considering that there is no pealing there is no occasion for an obligation, considering that there is no outrage there is no necessity for any reparation, considering that there is no particle sodden there is no occasion for deliberation.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶3.4
...and the white and the same and the better and the red and the same and the centre and the yellow and the tender and the better, and altogether.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶3.2
It does not mean that there are tears, it does not mean that exudation is cumbersome, it means no more than a memory, a choice and a reëstablishment, it means more than any escape from a surrounding extra. All the time that there is use there is use and any time there is a surface there is a surface, and every time there is an exception there is an exception and every time there is a division there is a dividing.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶3.1
The change the dirt, not to change dirt means that there is no beefsteak and not to have that is no obstruction, it is so easy to exchange meaning, it is so easy to see the difference. The difference is that a plain resource is not entangled with thickness and it does not mean that thickness shows such cutting, it does mean that a meadow is useful and a cow absurd.
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Food :
ROASTBEEF. ¶2
Very well. Certainly the length is thinner and the rest, the round rest has a longer summer. To shine, why not shine, to shine, to station, to enlarge, to hurry the measure all this means nothing if there is singing, if there is singing then there is the resumption.
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FOOD
ROASTBEEF; MUTTON; BREAKFAST; SUGAR; CRANBERRIES; MILK; EGGS; APPLE; TAILS; LUNCH; CUPS; RHUBARB; SINGLE; FISH; CAKE; CUSTARD; POTATOES; ASPARAGUS; BUTTER; END OF SUMMER; SAUSAGES; CELERY; VEAL; VEGETABLE; COOKING; CHICKEN; PASTRY; CREAM; CUCUMBER; DINNER; DINING; EATING; SALAD; SAUCE; SALMON; ORANGE; COCOA; AND CLEAR SOUP AND ORANGES AND OATMEAL; SALAD DRESSING AND AN ARTICHOKE; A CENTRE IN A TABLE.
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