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A half a dozen poems ... #4

It's so cool to hear that ana is going to be coming down to Chicago for a photo shoot in the not-too-distant future ... I hope that we'll get a chance to hook up for coffee or something ... It's so weird to "know somebody" for years on-line but never having had a chance to actually meet!


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                    EVAPORATING INTO DREAD


                    1
                    clouds loom on dark horizons,
                    no matter how bright
                    the day at hand
                    we know the storm awaits
                    to bring destruction,
                    to rain upon us doom,
                    leveling all structures
                    to a ruined plain
                    2
                    we are dragged through time,
                    demand to demand,
                    need to need,
                    with no direction, no control,
                    hurtled, vertiginous,
                    made ill in rushes,
                    void in careening turns
                    and unforseen jolts
                    3
                    we grow tired
                    some gauge within us fails
                    and all our essence
                    leaks into emptiness,
                    all our will seeps
                    evaporating into dread;
                    we can not act,
                    we can not move
                    4
                    every day is shadowed
                    by the fear, the horror
                    of what the mundane world
                    might foist upon us now;
                    we are fractured
                    and can not run from this,
                    we are wounded
                    and they are crazed for blood
                    5
                    not enough time,
                    nothing meets need,
                    every hour, every day,
                    another stone upon the cairn
                    built atop me,
                    a crushing weight of madness
                    imposed by insane worlds
                    seeking only my demise


                             - Brendan Tripp
                                06/09/2002

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp
 
 



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