BTRIPP (btripp) wrote,
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A DOZEN NEW POEMS! - #6 of 12

On the subject of Illustrator ... I was reasonably pleased with how my in-class projects came out (even though I had a hell of a time with the from-the-book homework assignments) ... I guess having a good sense of color and line weight can save your ass when you can't figure out how to "dimple" an ellipse! It looks like I'm going to get another "loaner" laptop for this ... since I keep having inexplicable memory issues with Illustrator, and can't get the Macromedia programs to run (due to their registration files not transferring over from the other "image"). All that should be moot if I have a fresh "image" ghosted on the new machine.




                    FESTERING, PUTRID, DECAYING


                    nothing changes
                    at the core,
                    all this chaos
                    whips around
                    but does not budge
                    the center
                    for good or ill;
                    nothing shifts

                    yet in that stasis
                    is decline,
                    is a lingering
                    which corrupts;
                    there is no motion,
                    is no growth,
                    festering, putrid,
                    decaying

                    all efforts
                    to turn around
                    are stymied,
                    all striving
                    to arise
                    to break the chain
                    are futile,
                    always failure

                    dreams go pitiful
                    and insane,
                    there are no roads left
                    not taken
                    or not darkly mined
                    against us;
                    we are frozen here,
                    unmoving

                    no vectors are
                    sufficient here,
                    no distance takes
                    the pain away;
                    we cannot reach
                    beyond this place,
                    and feel the doom
                    press in on us


                             - Brendan Tripp
                                09/03/2002

                    Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp




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