Germinus/Terminus

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Part Germinus

 

Robotic solutions for an irregular heartbeat.

Robotic solutions for an irregular heartbeat.

Robotic solutions for an irregular heartbeat.

 

Scratch. Scratch. Snip. Snip. Wait.

Scratch. Scratch. Snip. Snip. Sniff.

 

Here are hybrids. Here are hypotheses of

Pabulum

Extraction

Collocation

Obsession

Manipulation. Geopolitical.

Reproduction. With pleasurable.

 

Opacity: +2.5

Darkness: 77 percent

Love: Not yet

 

Save energy

Save money

Make time for efficiency

Synchronize

Survive

 

The high bluff buildings

The flooding gully streets

The stairway hills

The long cave subway

The people.

Oh, the people

 

Beasts, herds, bucks and does

Fleshy grazers

Predators, crows.

The eyes and eyes, the swap of smells

The red-hot wasp of city hells.

The rustling in the bush, the high def screens.

 

A twig snaps

A machete swings

A beam buckles

The beam screams

A tower groans.

Legends crumble and rise.

 

Part Cumulus

 

Carried away.

Blown.

Graying.

Puffy.

 

Scowled. Sunnyside.

Unshaven. Upper West Side.

Wizened. Woodside.

 

A small insect, unlikable and nameless and only of this hour is

Hovering, dipping, tasting

A man’s sebaceous scalp.

 

Robotic solutions

Robotic solutions

 

Brazil. Thursday.

San Diego. 2015.

A backflip off the edge of the pool.

Yes.

 

Saturday. New York.

Sunburn. Storm Mountain.

Triptych tick tick tick

No.

 

Days are scrambled. Time zones ramble. Years are puffed out in rings, in irregular heartbeats.

Central Park. Si, Senor. Santeria in Strawberry Fields. Wino brandy and eyes outside in and chants thickening and

Heads are reincarnated as coconuts. Hands are reincarnated as squid. Body parts are strewn about the universe. Souls swarm together and an enormous solar flare ensues.

 

Opacity: +1.2

Darkness: 24 percent

Love: All around us

 

Part Terminus

 

With nowhere left to scramble and

Little done. Little thought. Little wrote. Little life. Letters none. Little friction. Little lift-off. Little processed. But thank you oh great and mystical world. Thank you sweet, three-layered, fatty interplay. Limitless colors unending and portals that bending. What?

 

To all things courage. For all things courage.

Please.

Quaking throat and pressing gut. Shaking hands and chicken guts.

Yo!

 

Oh blurry face in the mirror. I love you. I have to.

Oh double chin. Be mine. Both.

 

Click click. Snip snip. Snap snap. Drip drip.

Massive tornadoes hit some place.

A budget is released.

Someone is halfway to the nomination.

A police report reveals crime scene details.

Gunmen lined up the victims. Started shooting.

 

Oh people.

 

Beasts, herds, bucks and does

Fleshy grazers

Predators, crows.

The eyes and eyes, the swap of smells

The red-hot wasp of city hells.

The rustling in the bush, the high def screens.

 

Tuesday. San Diego.

Thursday. Brazil.

November. New York.

Triptych tick tick tick tock.

 

The paint peels. Stone erodes.

Years and timezones intertwine.

Are puffed out in rings.

 

Robotic solutions for an irregular heartbeat.

Robotic solutions for an irregular heartbeat.

Robotic solutions.

 

Scratch. Scratch. Snip. Snip. Wait.

Scratch. Scratch. Sniff. Sniff.

Sniff?

 

Opacity: +2.3

Darkness: 71 percent

Love: Soon