James niggerkin
his own whiteskin(either reading
was fine by him)
he couldnt speak for Marlon
James
he wrote to feed the red rapacious fire that was always hungry its raw mouth agape seething
it snorted breath and snot through its nosenever a moment not to feed to eat
and eat and eat
it hadnt a body to fill
its intestines strung out behind
it and dumped black ash on the ground
the ash nervously flew away
the ash nervously flew away
it didnt eat for sustenance
it ate to eat
he didnt complain
he made his decision to feed it
he wasnt coerced
if he didnt have a pen in hand he
was either asleep or working though the while his eyes were open his
ears to the ground his sensual cilia pricked
he sensed tidbits(Golding
informed him they were titbits – he was confused – he considered deferring to Golding
who had been dead a long time and maybe in his heyday they were called titbits
– titbits however meant something different to him – titbits were
underboobs and sideboobs – tantalizing – begging him to beg for morehe wasnt
beneath that – No he wasnt) he sensed tidbits and hints
niggerkin whiteskin
Marlon and Joe at odds
each familiar(likely foresworn)
with what they knew but always bearing an unquenchable curiousness
Marlon inhabits a different form
Joe calls his mosaic
it reminds him of the ancient artform broken pieces of pottery glass tiles or foundstone worked together and set to form compose an image those reliefs before Romes ascension before art twisted away from Nature to celebrate the anthropomorphic its incessant vanity celebrating its battles and conquests fomented destruction and slavery the many legged-horses pulling war chariots fearsome warriors bolt upright at their reins long deadly spears and broadswords bows and arrows quivers ornate shields breastplates cheires and greaves gaudy headdresses and helmets
it reminds him of the ancient artform broken pieces of pottery glass tiles or foundstone worked together and set to form compose an image those reliefs before Romes ascension before art twisted away from Nature to celebrate the anthropomorphic its incessant vanity celebrating its battles and conquests fomented destruction and slavery the many legged-horses pulling war chariots fearsome warriors bolt upright at their reins long deadly spears and broadswords bows and arrows quivers ornate shields breastplates cheires and greaves gaudy headdresses and helmets
but this artifice also enables the
weak or cowardly
it dilutes the rich red blood of savages who used their bare hands and strength and grit
it dilutes the rich red blood of savages who used their bare hands and strength and grit
the meek shall inherit the earth
and they have
weaklings dont die at birththeir
blood grows thinner and thinnerheroes fewer and fewer
whateverkin
1417, Twosday,
3 1. 17
Stones Monkey Man
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i3CIhGXnntM
