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January 8th, 2010

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12:34 pm - Grendel
A poem

Now he is in the outfield
Who sometime did me seek
With naked foot pressing
The perforated deck

Poor John is frozen, yet will he melt
He will be the first
Into the egg chamber
Poor John, poor John
The devil hath clasped thy face

What is it that thrashes in the airlock
Haunting the sandstone corridors
What stops my lips
(You cannot take from me
Anything that I will more willingly part

Where is my companion
With no face
Who wraps my bones
I know these chains
For I have forged them link by link

Who speaks for me
What virus commandeers
The crew expendable
The signal is coming from inside the building
I fight it still, I fight it
Though I am the host

We also serve
Who fail thus to transmit
Corrupt the signal
Yet we broadcast it.

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Date:January 8th, 2010 07:35 pm (UTC)
I'll read this several more times, but on the first two or three readings, I hear echoes Firefly and Serenity (in the "perforated deck" [see my icon], the commandeering virus, "you cannot take from me", we broadcast the signal, where is my companion).

Everything here suggests, echoes, reminds me of specific science fiction, but makes me work to create my own links to the culture that's coming from inside my mind.


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Date:January 8th, 2010 11:38 pm (UTC)
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Date:January 8th, 2010 11:42 pm (UTC)
Yes! Wonderful!
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Date:January 8th, 2010 11:51 pm (UTC)
Gosh. You have an icon for every eventuality. It's astonishing.
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Date:January 9th, 2010 12:02 am (UTC)
Not yet... but you just gave me an idea for another one.
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Date:January 8th, 2010 11:54 pm (UTC)
Thank you, yes, that's what I was hoping. I wasn't thinking about Firefly, but that just goes to show. I am hoping to not say a particular thing, if that makes sense.

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