[Each of these poems was written after moving to a piece of music, then writing this while listening to the music again. Each number corresponds to a different song. If anyone else posted theirs, link to here so we can read how they’re similar…]
- Freewheeling and dealing, we’ll swoon together now
- Blossom and bright in clear fresh growth, rhythm of division.
- Wrinkle twinkle unfold
piece the clean. - Primal comodified
modern jungle pulse - drips on the tongue
jewels of dissolving
(stream upu) - The copper days revolve
the moon charge - Pull me like a puppet
strung up, your be-
bop don’t fool no-one - Dredging flight
veer past monoliths of
fright