White River
The people of the river arrive celestially fused as totems
Water in time’s measurement a living erosional crevice
In bodied truncated form a sliver of skin worn green
Against the corporate simplex that tire and shield spirits
See assassination red and formless in the night where harmed
The water communicant of the body socius so easily scorned.
Heart transparently captured fades on the flipside
Horn a tilted eye
Unhinged on its origins
An orb on the oceanic edge where periphery showed through to daylight’s blearing surfaces,
Movement made enterable and
Garnered or gained through one comical node after another
See here where the quips fail to produce cash outcomes
Brave knuckle marks on the soft pleating to grim up the sleeveless.
What ‘One’ Is
Frayed and tattered at ocean’s edge
Fast delight — base cranial
Running haunted hollow turns before
The survival chanteuse
Whole replicas there forming in the Grecian white, a clay non-capital
That one then abandoned for relics
Needlessly wanting, or fabricating it wantonly
Armory lights flashing signaling desire (in trance)
Transparency veil a festival chutes
ruining the ribcage shaped form locked up suffocating
Smashed again with bliss
This time the clockwork melting in fits.
Horizon Access
An auxiliary shell or another device
Recurrent pleasure in the dull star parade
Making the shift semblance a blue white speck therein
Trying to access some other aspect of language
It orbiting and coming nearer
Or opening transfixing in isolation the self
Making it cloister colored in its glow
Body of the urbane center
A flow of desire shifting from the module to the outward periphery
Mapping a silence, a small space of despair
Redwoods,
One arborescence rejecting disclosure for detail
Differing pleas for liberation in the city
One looking for it to be made more alive, “not burning totally out this century”
Likening it then to the inertia of a star, moving in micros and giving that good access
The inner light manipulated and happily transmitted
Broadcast body and lift measure a dreamsong
Furthering the synchronies
Ciphers of the screen immersion.
Sean Negus is a San Francisco-based poet and experimental writer whose web-based work occurs between digital, visual and textual forms. His poems have appeared in WebConjunctions, Poecology and Dusie Magazine. A video poem of his, Recursionem Solaris, was recently selected for the International Video Poetry Film Festival in Athens, Greece.
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