Reanimated Lavender Granola Switchblade Nun rides again.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

New Age Vivisection

Split open the bone--
Marrow creatures sit up, stand up,
Leave their fissured red beds and roam.

Don't mewl about forgiving--
I need to hate first.
Then, perhaps I can mouth easy pablum about healing;
Fire carried on a wind that's already blown.
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14 comments:

  1. Holy shoot! I haven't heard that song in years! Excuse me while I track down the album...

    Bonus points for posting a live version of the song. :-)

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  2. Phew, for just seven lines that was a marathon run--with a devastating and wild finish that cuts to the bone. The song was an excellent match--exhausting as hell to listen to but pure gold. Yeah--got to get the hating out of the way, out of the marrow. Fine writing in full compression.

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  3. i need to hate first -> wow

    that's a heavy thing to think about

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  4. let the hate out, cause what this world needs i love, love, love...(sprinkling flower petals in his wake) smiles. come on can i at least get a smile....

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  5. get up leave your red beds and roam...love this call out to creativity....i have not been here in a while ..but i have not been anywhere in awhile...thanks for the shout out ..i hear it..bkm

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  6. I have always thought there was something so true and stunning about real rage and anger
    your words reminded me of that

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  7. Yup .. let that anger burn out and then think about forgiving ..

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  8. That song goes perfectly with your poem. Well done.

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  9. That is just an amazing image. Wow.

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  10. No, we can't deny what we feel, whether it be rage or love...there's something to be learned from it all, chica.

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  11. You always give me something to think about. I'll never get to sleep now!

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  12. I think you have been rather clever in you structure here, the two stanza's seemingly disconnected, vivisized if you will.

    I think you first stanza is gorgeous: the obscure imagery intuitively falls into place and at wrenches the gut a good bit. When you write from the gut, you can never go wrong.

    well done and viva la

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  13. wow! your words just kicked me in the gut and left me without a breath in my body! brilliant!!!

    the song is the perfect accompaniment!

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