Demi-Death
Homage to a Humument pt 2/3
We ride the other side,
almost dead, gliding along garden walls,
photos on the mantle fade,
backs broken
infect
gone lame
bingo
lovers goodbyes stamps our cross,
he thinks we want to disembark,
instead,
sliding past life,
like the cushioned thumping of heartbeats,
a demi-death double breath.
Disclaimer: This poem is a "creation by destruction" or, particularly, redaction. Inspired by the work of Tom Phillips this set of 3 poems were created using discarded loose pages of damaged and discarded library novels. Between 60-80% of the original text was redacted to create a new poem. Original sources are unknown.
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Amos Glade
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