woods-phosphorus

November 21, 2024

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White phosphorus burning through the night
Skeleton crew on a slaver, hug the equator tight
Drone fly like metal kite
Hellfire out the sky, open your book to Revelations
Anyone hatin’, this your chance to get right

Thought:

“He seems to me equal to gods that man / who opposite you / sits and listens close / to your sweet speaking

and lovely laughing — oh it / puts the heart in my chest on wings / for when I look at you, a moment, then no speaking / is left in me

no: tongue breaks, and thin / fire is racing under skin / and in eyes no sight and drumming / fills ears

and cold sweat holds me and shaking / grips me all, greener than grass / I am and dead — or almost / I seem to me.”

Sappho | Fragment 31

Christian Molenaar

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