Episode 41 Dream Up a Century

Published: Dec. 27, 2017, 12:35 a.m.

b'I talk to people you know\\n\\nYour friend is a marvel.\\n\\nSays she has a collection of collar bones\\n\\nHidden in her bedroom drawer right next\\n\\nto the promise that she gave to herself\\n\\nI say those things are simply Beautiful\\n\\nMy friend tells me not to lead the flock astray\\n\\nBut I would\\u2014never\\u2014they inspire clearly with their ever-circular reverie\\n\\nI could not; pigs bite and I don\\u2019t emerge in that kind of\\n\\nPain.\\n\\nBecause you are distinguished\\n\\nshift shape and conquer\\n\\nLike the monsters we hope to be\\n\\nA singular heartbeat, seek the structure inside\\n\\nSeek the structure inside\\n\\nI have heard that vibrant love gets you mangled,\\n\\nbut under superb lighting\\n\\nEvery one notices you\\u2019ve become iron.\\n\\nStrong in your red boots, strong in your\\n\\nStart.\\n\\nAgreed. Success is measured by unconquerable prose\\n\\nDripping with horrible resin from the outer banks of the sun. The\\n\\nSwamp is a corridor and we must find its inception to know how to exit.\\n\\nDream up\\n\\na century.\\n\\nHands in the fire. Walk into\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'