by Gabriel Tocu<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My dog flattens ecosystems<\/p>\n
he brings nuclear winter nights<\/p>\n
long and empty<\/p>\n
to the xanax cities
\n to the song of fetishist joy<\/p>\n
… and the water just stretches in faraways<\/p>\n
and the water swallows shadows<\/p>\n
and the water takes over my mother
\n <\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My dog has marrow in the bone<\/p>\n
textured and patterned by<\/p>\n
spermicidal rises<\/p>\n
of thousands of christs<\/p>\n
medused in perplexity<\/p>\n
with their joker grins<\/p>\n
with their burnt eyes<\/p>\n
with their didactics<\/p>\n
confessed in spines<\/p>\n
never-ending and begotten<\/p>\n
\u201cfigurative communicability\u201d you said
\n bedazzled
\n grotesque bitch
\n sister of whiteness
\n exaltation of life
\n source of their liberty
\nthus you hang over the brides<\/p>\n
the towers the cannons the icons<\/p>\n
the sleepless<\/p>\n
the nukes<\/p>\n
carted off dust memory of your seer\u2019s vision<\/p>\n
yet present and perfect in your simplicity<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My dog is every little fear of mother and father<\/p>\n
thy fear of otherness<\/p>\n
thy sky of highness,<\/p>\n
minister of the pledge<\/p>\n
My dog is well-dressed, just like the devil<\/p>\n
My dog is well forgotten, just like your innerness<\/p>\n
sometimes<\/p>\n
exhausted stumbling<\/p>\n
brings us (the foolish people, the lovely people, the dreaming people,
\n the loud people, the engaged people, the trustful people, <\/p>\n
the sanctimonious birds \u2013 the red crows crucified on dots of\u00a0\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 white)<\/p>\n
the voice of the dead<\/p>\n
and he screams and he faints and he drinks<\/p>\n
a forever-dying symbol of sexual bereavement<\/p>\n
simple<\/p>\n
oh, how simple to
\n
\n grind yourself to grind it all to grind and<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My dog opens doors to your long-gone days<\/p>\n
and to remains when nothing will matter anymore<\/p>\n
to the shutter of forgotten limbs<\/p>\n
where we\u2019ll engrave our meager<\/p>\n
bruises on pedophile walls<\/p>\n
time when buildings fall apart<\/p>\n
and cloven bodies piously offer their wreath of guts<\/p>\n
to putrefaction<\/p>\n
just like a syphilitic mandala<\/p>\n
of useless history<\/p>\n
The Hour the very hour when the dragon<\/p>\n
unspoken
\nviaticum
\nsmile in the light<\/p>\n
turns to sand untouchable<\/p>\n
radioactive and clean
\nthe holy the holy<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
My dog left back his exhalation<\/p>\n
and passed away his million years\u2019 seclusion<\/p>\n
his registers of abandonment<\/p>\n
with his grief alone \u2013 no past no future \u2013 he walks in a<\/p>\n
continuous freezeness<\/p>\n
to the wooden shed<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
None have seen him ever since<\/p>\n
None remembers<\/p>\n
Some say he\u2019s a prophet<\/p>\n
Some say he is a god<\/p>\n
a mad one, a rolling sphere<\/p>\n
on the web of the world<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
One of these days his shadow will cut us all in little pieces<\/p>\n
One of these days his yellow eye<\/p>\n
will rise unique in soliloquy<\/p>\n
unbury the crude morning light<\/p>\n
and bear it to the unborn children.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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