the crampèd ones appeared
and swore a mighty blessing
on all who'd help upstand
an end to all oppressing...
Thus sang the hymnals of the Retrobytes. They longed for upstandingness in their cramped underground quarters. Some call them the Andoumboulou.
Clasping gun-metal in their gunwhaled teeth, they come aspiring for the beauties of proliferation.
The Lebanese beauty came to the flat iceland of the heart. The same claustrophobia, she said, as far as the mind can reach.
Moreover the sense of not even giving depth to the privilege of her charges bankrupted her experience; she longed for a secret up-
standing to guidepost her return to a land of meaning.
poured salt into silver chalice...
A fine dolomite dusting in the compost
and soon settles in, happy to be here and there
a mall in the small of your back
where flowers line in secret upstandings
A bird flies out of the winter chimney
into the space between cloud and fire
behold! and behold in the hand what was once
on the cross
a wound
a scar
trace of humanity
abased divinity come home to roost
or rest
on the stony ledge of the social furnace...
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