Fragments "She Pulls Away The Fabric Of My Flesh"

What isn't glimpses itself through a refraction of words.

Words that only see themselves preach blindness.

I touch to know touch. Gentler than the whisper of a breeze, softer than the skin of water.

Nightmares like weeds are virulent they grow everywhere.

Suicide: a moment of anguish before the calm.

One more poem then I'll love you unseen. One more...the excuse of living.

Drunkeness a warm numbness that feeling strives to inhabit.

A world where the children of Earth are taught to abuse the children of themselves.

To see the skin that covers nothingness and live awhile caressing it.

To tarry is to live in the exultation of material consciousness.

To be disagreeable to many is to be true.

A rose bud within every rose.

My eyes are a home for the sky.

War a furious enterprise of savage beauty.

Pink flowers blossom red in the slaughterhouse.

The mystery of the sound that is crying. It is something we cherish, a miracle we cannot place. We are drunk with it.



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Wolfgar Miere

Sat 3rd Aug 2019 13:42

Hello Daniel,

That opening line is a mind bender, because of it I stalled for a good while before I read the rest of the piece.

For me the line epitomises the frustration of attempting to describe a feeling with the limitation of language, it has to be viewed or experienced obliquely to be seen..even then it is difficult to describe or define. Is that not why alternate art forms which exclude the written word often move us in even more profound ways? I have no answers, but maybe some ideas.

I do like the way in which your words manifest in statements, it creates a staccato feeling which causes the reader to pause after each delivered line, questioning its purpose/reason.

The diverse melee of questions you present are rounded off brilliantly to my mind with the closing "We are drunk with it"

Very much enjoyed and appreciated.


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