Who are We

5-22-2018 - Who are We - Adage

Who are We

My brother has become a shadow I am unfamiliar with. I don’t know him now and neither does he. ~WordWulf~

via ~philosophy~ – Tom (WordWulf) Sterner

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Think Twice

5-18-2018 - Think Twice - Marilyn Monroe reading - Adagevia ~philosophy~ – Tom (WordWulf) Sterner

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Wonderment

5-11-2018 - Eden's Art - 5-10-2018via Closer to Home – Tom (WordWulf) Sterner

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Qua II: Brought to You by

5-4-2018 - Brought to You by - Qua II

Standards of commercial art
consumer rape
Downtown diddler
my, how you fly
in the sultan’s soup
Dark knight dreams
oozing, wearing slaves’
swarthy, sweating skin
tusk die, mastodon
a delicate step
zigzag maniac dowser
pointing that boogie stick
a giggle of doom
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Qua I: Declaration of

5-2-2018 - Declaration of - Qua I

brain wedgie
don’t pull my covers
hedge your bets
hawg the pillow
sleepy down girl
dream of collections
suckle supple nipple faith
matters of selection
divide the genius
pulverize wounds
named children
go where they will
some few survive the meal

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Agony

4-23-2018 - Agony Xvia ~philosophy~ – Tom (WordWulf) Sterner

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Absence of V

Absence of V - X

The voices of geese thrill me and goslings, I think, shrill pitches and barking parents.

Seated in a plastic chair on a tiny square of concrete surrounded by nine-foot fences, two story stucco walls, I’m excited, expectant as I stare into the sky.

Voices diminishing, no fly-over this morning, unreasonable, makes me sad in a way but glad to have been visited, blest by their song.

One goose honking, flying just above rooftops, winging fast, heading southwest. One, two, three, four; there flies another, filling that same space with voice and wing.

Geese seldom appear one at a time, if memory serves me right. An old bird hunter told me that. Hold your fire, never shoot the first goose. The flock won’t follow a leader down. You take your birds out back to front. He was a man who knew about such things.

I loaned him a tape recorder once. When he returned it, he forgot to retrieve his cassette. Satisfying curiosity can sting a bit sometimes. I switched the machine on and heard moaning and screeching interspersed with what sounded (though I’d never actually heard one do it) like rabbits crying.

“You got a sharp ear for a city boy,” he said when I returned his recording. “Most creatures will come to the aid of one of their own wounded and crying in pain.” He grinned at me with green teeth spaced like picket slats in his mouth. “This here tape’s the best I ever had. With that machine of yours, all I had to do is start ‘er up, hide out and kill the family when they showed up.”

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