Cutting the Circle
Slaying the angels
one at a time
with fire, brimstone and
bloodletting
then onto the archetypes
drained of all vitality
with a deathblow to
collective consciousness
Leave the puddle of chaos
whimpering in defeat
with soggy tarot card
enchantments
It’s out with the old and
in with the new
No cycles this time
as we march in a straight
line
toward the future
Daily Bread
I will work for food.
I will work instead of food.
I will work in spite of food.
I will work because it is my
food.
Scott
Thomas Outlar spends the hours flowing and fluxing with the (sometimes
chaotic) tide of the Tao River while laughing at and/or weeping over the
existential nature of life. More of his words can be read at 17numa.wordpress.com.
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