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All Paths Are Holy The slaughterhouse executive
on the board of the metropolitan
symphony turns staccato
slaughterhouse shrieks
into gold and then
into music.
The dairy executive
turns mother cow screams
into gelatinous
ice cream.
The pig lard candle's
light is qualitatively
the same as that of
pectin candles..
though the candle
has more smoke
COMPASS ENCOMPASSED
The needle by compassion
magnetized
out of the haystack..
of confusion is
placed on a leaf
of detachment
.. floats and slowly
turns
.. pointing North
so love-encompassed
is the compass..
all directions
point North
(to David Mamet, screenwriter
for The Edge)
i love the first poem. you used great keywords like slaughter and shriek. And of course those trippy sentences like "into gold then into music" or "turns mother cow screams into gelatinous ice cream." Total poetic genius lies within these words.