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Launched from the silo of the womb,
Controlled by initial guidance, everyone's
Abandoned to fly ballistic - we assume
A calculus of fate with course corrections.
Since every worldly force evolves a form,
A parabola describes our invariant
Resultant path, compulsion to perform
The Now as the asymptote at a moment -
Our trajectory approaching infinity.
Engorgéd youth, ascend in expectation –
Collapse in age, secrete a meager droplet.
Buffeted by chance and choice, the gravity
Of death, despite intense determination,
Again will kill our hopes to rise to orbit.
StratigraphyA layered section through the tell of the mind,
To sort the strata of a buried past.
The broken walls of old defenses bind
Us in a dungcairn we will not outlast.
Unearth the psychic potsherds, sleepless nights
Of votive offerings in the caves of fleece.
The glowing rubble of futile dreams, insights
From artifacts that promise endless peace.
Tell us about the man who left the palace
And its smoky light, who sought the way
To learn about himself, impetuous
To regain his vanished past without delay.
The cryptic sequences inscribed in ruins
Portend what he must learn to read as runes.
IronmanHear me read it
My friends used to call William "Ironman" because the first time we kissed he got a nosebleed and the taste of his blood haunted me for a long time after it. We'd only been twelve years old and apparently the anxiety spiked his blood pressure to the point of combustion... I remember that when we were forced to take sex ed a few years later we were divided into separate classes for boys and girls, in case a diagram of an ovary was too risqué and we became animalistic and started clawing at each other in our seats, but nonetheless when our teacher Ms Jacobs had explained to us what an erection was in my mind all I could picture was the blood rushing to his nose and then the slash of cranberry across my blouse.
With the idea planted in his mind it didn't take long for William's hands to start wandering, but the image persisted. Every time I thought about just letting it happen I wondered what would happen if he got too excite
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