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August 19, 2006

DIGG THIS

The time it takes to pour another drink, A pitcher falls unnoticed to the ground Holding in abeyance certain facts: The car won’t start. A tumor grows unchecked. The roof leaks. A train careening off its tracks… A commonplace to say things fall apart; The mystery’s it all together holds. Impossible, emergent yet from the start, What is this spiral looming lyre world? From hidden groves strategic chessboards play Out imposed order’s false utility; Technicians conjure dark & dread new days Perfect black arts’ violent contingencies. Cathedrals built dissolve within a breath; All striving distilled into one wish, death.

August 19, 2006

The Best of John Carper

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