Idiolexicon: 8/6/2007

Alex Rieser

War in the Poppy Fields
January 19, 2007

It is spotless practice lineage;
dissection of the promise land

the stressing of a long chord
on a taxed harmonic instrument,
like gin and caffeine
goes straight to your head.

It means
war in the poppy fields—
a long scramble upstairs
to the throne of an
abandoned hedonism:
       (A term first used for any settlement
       Regardless of its size.)

Up to their necks in scripture,
continuous enjambment

in darkest hours they supplicate for darkness;
blind to optimism as well.

Then it is the moment to stumble anew.
Home is indium,
taut as in another skin yet
oddly malleable.


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