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Holocene, Lutherne

December 13, 2017
By jl637 DIAMOND, Livingston, New Jersey
jl637 DIAMOND, Livingston, New Jersey
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Here, in the Neolithic Age, where ice shrivels
into thistled bones, where a man punches his parka
and the dying shawl of a paunched language,
there is muted silence, radio static. I crawl like an antworm
into the depleted orifice of a warbler's stomach,
its gutted liver a crime scene of uncharted proportions.


The planes of the body are mundane and endless.
Once, I placed my hands inside the cells of a
tiger-lily, watched its green leaves perform photosynthesis
within the basin of a river root. Light is an immeasurable
thing. It sits in broken bodies, decaying dirt, the
bleeding tongue of a forgotten planet's mouth.

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