Poetry

2

Meditating at the Verge of the Top

Hesitating slow move
extending a middle right foot
meditating for the longest time
gently swaying in a personal breeze
turning the head an nth degree
seeming uncertain

leaning back to get a better look
while moving the middle foot
into position for ascending
meditating still

Passively looking
then seeing the opportunity
seizing
acting quickly and correctly
by Petru J Viljoen
͏Copyright 1996

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The Strangest Way

Extinction

 

In 1652

fabrefaction

Of

fallaciloquence

ensured

gleimous

gnathonization.

 

 

The Bersineography

that obstemarilises the

nervuwogglery hence

continued

apostorology.

I happened upon here,


by the Strangest Way.


tumbling convolutions


tricky textual tracts


all giants surrender.

In the laByrinth.

TrAcking traces of text

in a space expanding

only wild iris where there’s

no road

how did I ge-t here?

Convolutions/twists/turns

We writhe in the

Sentences

Of our own making.

in the s(t)et(s) of words that –

please explain;

– we count (the cost of: oomph!)

– we watch … {the impact of ([W]ow!)}

eat – get (sic)K

and use to (EX-)[dot]com//-municate;

in as big a cacophony as can be muster(e)d!

fallaciloquence,

(Refer Extinction)

hecatologue

these lives we live in

quote “[dot]com,

discordance rings.

Can you –

WHAT????

I never said

WHAT???

I miss the strangest way.

Where sense is by choice

The way (W)-here // one needn’t

go …

Obicropolitious, WHY

and on the way one may

even drop in on Selene

except ONE has to be

FULL 1st dot dot dot

If I unpack

Or even Tri

To see (W)her (E)

Is headed I may run into a societal

language abstract

wearing 0

But

 

Habergeons.

At least with A tRIck

{or 2} up the sleeve

of habituary clother-mary

that won’t

be seen

with the naked

Í

cp

clever

said the sparrow

with my skirt… and narrow…

um…

everyone jumped –

after all

when last

had

freedom ever interrupted?

If I may…

silence was so loud

the naked i

re-clothed its trickery. 

Deco-rating the damaged

accumulating ego

congesting

hystorical process

gold plated ex.conclusions

living delusive hey! I like your arty shirt!

convictorious badges on a sleeve.

Wear it.

Cp

to where/wear(y)

the strangest way

to be living

DELUSION/seclusion

to dream a

gold plated histrionic

process –

theater of cruelty

should leave

accumulating egos

in a state

of

alter ego.

Power dressing hatching the avatar

reality

the dark and ugly patched (h)ere

for : –ought to see-

so say they

it wasn’t me

see!

how nice we are

Psyche covers her face

Cupid and Psyche

in a state of

Metamorphoses

went the way

(id)

of the

golden Ψυχή,  

Im just saying –

Neoplatonic

elements

can

change

the strangest way.

IT IS

ṬṪhe ¥ear 20¼᷉::

How views have altered:

Feminist revisionism holds

{s}wayhow strange

looking in the mirror –revealing –

traces

of an old beauty.

This new old so͝ul

sits at her own table,

swigging sherry

husking harvested linseedreally.

Æting sunflower seeds,

bought at the shop

dates, tightly packed,

cheap at the price,

sorted

by paid labour.

Chewing over ÁnŞcienŧolog¥:

Princess Charming should’ve left

Cupid (What an Ass!) to his mother.

I’m taking it –

revisionism

in its relative scent 2B

relatively relevant?

I mean

Am I invalid

If I’m (k)no-t

I mean 2 –

Am I absolute -ly

Not ME?

I thought I existed

Perhaps I don’t –

I (me)an,

I may just be some1’s

. of view.

Remotely (in) control – switches off

Oy!!

Ŵhat Soᶆe Would

Đo For Ŀove. by Marilyn Monroe.

A giantess surrendered

Life, Self and her lOve

immortally captured –

turning, twisted …

{(in her grave) [just another brick in a wall]}

in mere mortal’s culturally informed

point of departure dot dot dot

did she come to (n)ought?

//w//here does that leave us

(or take us)

in this story within a story?

WHEN, how, where

does individuation

take place?

so sorry

about the

break

up

that’s the trouble

with

splintered

L –

O -?

V -?=

E (· · · – – – · · ·)

Please pass

the Remote –

I want to rewind

ye/me/thee.

Loop de loop the loop

rehash …

??

so as:

confirming to

not FEEL (so god-damn much) guilty ….

being//!! on the

stranger way

Again …

realigningmh

HEY!!

who changed the script?

Extinction

Ramblicurrence and qoudinary

amplifiable speakifionics made

Rrotenia beanify the transfilatory

wordoponics of purloise

heterogony so nausatiously.

Meddlisation with intertoniology

by alertifrication of misglued esogionnaires

suspilative in ensuvisectary

disonarises the tracemonoble

torrised wayble.

2 thoughts on “Poetry

  1. I can see those deliberate movements.. Like being at the precipice

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