Friday, April 8, 2011

Catherine Theis

FROM "FOOL ME ONCE"


The Kindly Ones

From fury to rage

From rage to displeasure

From displeasure to heightened awareness

Sensation, I love you with

All my might

Sensation, the highest living force

To be stuck in a bottle

The worst fate

Unlived

Undated

Remember, all the flaws

Are intentional

Whether fury or rage or

Some other feeling




11-15-10 (Stranglehold)

Sleeping in a scroll

Every man for himself

In the sleeping bag of fire,

don’t take advantage of Bernice

When love is not passion

When love is not madness

When love is not fire

(He doesn’t know any better)

What is it, really

Its throve ringing, its intensifying up

The wind matters

Attached to gardenias

Day easily rots out

Blisses out to lunch-made perfumes

Other nodes

Extravagant bolt of Missioni fabric

My leg decimated in spider bites

Choked, zigzagged (illegal activity)

A citadel now a stronghold

A mirror which does not reflect

I let myself slide in

Bitten by a spider

Watched, wrapped in a scroll

Warm choked (whose luck is this?)



MORE WORK BY CATHERINE THEIS:


Verse Daily

Realpoetik

Typo

Rabbit Light Movies


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