Tuesday, January 21, 2014

drafts/worksheets for unfinished poem

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GASTRONEBULA (octosyllabics)

The cannibal's head up your ass   
and the angel's noggin gnawing  
its way down your esophagus
may meet someday in the midmost
of your hunger: and as their mouths
kiss there at that primal core where 
a black hole's born or an atom 
splits cold each time earth's rats and worms
devour our dust's ravenous quest
to taste the apple Eden lost,
will this lust find consummation
in the appetite to which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one,
the only world you've nova known.

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[title? Gourmet/Gastronebula/?]

the cannibal's head up your ass   
and the angel's noggin gnawing  
its way down your esophagus
may meet someday in the center
of your hunger and as their mouths
kiss there at that prime core where 
a black hole's born or an atom 
splits each time earth's rats and worms
devour your dust's ravenous quest
to taste an apple from edens past
will this lust find consummation
in the appetite to which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one
the only world you've nova known

kiss there at that apt prime core where
/kiss there at that heartprime core where
/kiss there at that prime-whole core where
/kiss there at that prime-sole core where
/kiss there at that prime-old core where
a black hole's born or an atom
splits each time earth's own rats and worms
devour your dust's ravenous quest
to taste apples from edens past
/to taste an apple edens passed
/to taste an apple Eden passed
/to taste the apple Eden lost
/to taste an apple Eden lost
will this lust etc

/
for the taste of eden's apple will
/for the taste of eden apples will
/for the taste of appled edens will
this lust find some consummation
/
for the taste of eden's lust will this
find at last some consummation
in the appetite to which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one
the only world you've nova known
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[title?  Formulations?]

the cannibal's head up your ass   
and the clone's own noggin gnawing  
its way down your esophagus
may meet someday in the center

of your hunger for eden's apple
and as their lips kiss there at 
that prime core where a black hole's
born or an atom splits each time

rats and worms devour your dust
is this the physicist's[gourmet's/connoisseur's] lust for
climax orgasm consummation

and the appetite to which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one
the only world you've nova known

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[the cannibal's head up your ass   
and the clone's own noggin gnawing  
its way down your esophagus
may meet someday in the center
of your hunger and as their mouths
kiss there at that prime core where 
a black hole's born or an atom 
splits each time earth's rats and worms
devour your dust in a ravenous
quest for edenic apples will all
this lust find some consummation
as the appetite to which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one
the only world you've nova known]

/
devour your dust in a ravening
quest for eden's apple will all
this lust find some consummation
in the appetite to which it's grown [etc

/
devour your dust in a ravening
quest for eden's apple will this lust
[devour your dust in ravin'd quest
for eden's apple will all this lust]
find some final consummation

/ the teleologist's  /  the eschatologist's 
/
and[or] the appetite by[to] which it's grown
[the appetite light by which it's shown]

/
the cannibal's head up your ass
and the neanderthal's noggin
gnawing its way down your
esophagus may meet someday

in the middle of your hunger but
as they kiss there at the core of
your thirst will their lovemaking
reflect that life that lust worms

and rats consume your dust with
shall all consummation resemble
the end of something illogical [the [disastrous] end of something's spiral]

the formula[appetite] by which it's grown
when the sun peels apart the one
the only world you've nova known