Monday, November 10, 2014

Jared Schickling




90.9
before it was botched and two became three

For how many
in your sight are as yesterday
When it is passed
A watch in the night
Carry it away as
With a flood they
are as the sleep
In the mornings they are like the grass
Growing up in
Morning flurishes
growing up
In the evening
cut down
Wither
For what is consumed by it

Are
we, troubled we
Who has set our selves before you
secret
Selves in the light of this
Face who spent our years as
Whatever was told



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T

Ears
traps

Roads
maps

I
brow

Then
now

Behavior of Saturn’s moon
Hyperion shattered

ancient collision




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U

Forth
screamed

White
dreamed

Somehow
formed

random fall back together
pulled by the gravitation
Titan, sixteen sister moons




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V

Jealousy
memorizing

Flung
somehow

Tongue
spouted

Word
vow

a billionfold a moonlet 
Saturn’s rings, Saturn’s gravitation
companion planet, varieties of Sol.




© Jared Schickling




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