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Eternal Truth

Posted by Mark R. Prime , , , , , on Mar 30, 2011



(Picture from Philly Dawg)

When lovers forgot their connection to one another at dawn I probed for reasons beyond my arms, lifting damp eyes. Might I memorize this; my proximity cleaved by ire and rage, the familiar heartbeat?

Perhaps I should reconsider.

Days of strafing the dappled splendor of the blue green rapture, mining the forest, tainting the water and sky and creature’s of flesh leaves me tomorrow. If I am to see myself, might I heed the warming wind and not the might of my kind with gun, grenade, and pitching death?

Wrap arms around my affection so I might wear Love like a coat. We are brothers and sisters and I’ve loved you for eternity.


© 2011 by mark prime

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For Sale (reduced price)

Posted by Mark R. Prime , , , , on Mar 28, 2011


I've dreamed the dream backwards...
the house and car and nuclear options stuffed inside of my waterless shell,
the four year degree trumping a lifetime of truth howling above love’s storm,
the dog and cat and two little brats picket fence and a parakeet for color,
the crash of tainted waters beneath real-estate signs that litter the moon
as war’s brush paints everything red


© 2011 by mark prime

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Peacelessness

Posted by Mark R. Prime , , , on Mar 26, 2011


Please help save the
House Voted to Cut All Funding!

The night has briefed me on my recklessness. The trees have bloomed with a fatigue never seen before, as if they alone stood watch, as if I regarded them with an ugliness; a slumped lovelessness bent toward casualty.

(Peace is not elusive, you are blind.)

When I toss peace to the way side, I'll have murdered the one beautiful thing that needn't be defined in order for me to comprehend its power.

Peace...

© 2011 by mark prime



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A Spot Remains (Head-Lines 3/17/11)

Posted by Mark R. Prime on Mar 17, 2011

(Arctic polar stratospheric clouds like these lead to ozone destruction--- Ross Salawitch)
Salt Grain-sized Cameras Can Travel Inside Body
Microscopic memories caught in mid-air.
Pains surface on the map, thin red lines make my eyes seem most depraved.
Insignificant am I.
Smile!


Record Low Ozone in the Arctic
There are three dishes served here;
regret, which is served as an appetizer,
and blood and bone, that glow brightly and only rise to melt away.

Japanese cherish the simple amid compounded tragedy
Tomorrow the quaking earth will rear her dreary mourning.
I will fruitlessly try to quell her anguish with an observance of flags; my collapse.

U.S. hints at Libya airstrikes as Gadhafi pounds rebels
It makes me want to hide from the murdering,
flee the burning building, the truth of my days,
but not without being a witness to death,
behind the eyes the pounding begins.

Japan dumps water on overheating reactor
A hole breathes in my response,
a spot remains on my mottled skin.
My failing grows so I might learn to win.



© 2011 by mark prime

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