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The separation of papyrus – James Browning Kepple

2/5/2014

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The separation of papyrus

one must first soak the silt in lye
hold out its captured character rockstream

let all bound fibrous burn apart
simple granule by granule we must divide

seethe out from this burden print
let our truth hatred bestranged reunite

under the guise of spoken text
partioned on the liquored breath

panted on the streetcorner reeking sweat
for some may claim us lame and buying in

rolling over in our already planted dive
fuck these currency mongers dangling lawyers

dangle chain from nose at the borders human,
chinking clink they drag their weighted loops,

 can you feel that heft in hand they weigh
-fuck them brother sun sister moon

they can take your diction, your rhyme scheme
are you hiding it, hoarding it in fetus?

they’ll scrap it for filler pieces, pyre verse
even now I’m niggerrigging miltonic health insurance

to lance ones eyes stooges, tear out your vision
we shall flee ones psychobabble and cut back our kin

honor that heated stone chipped way to edge
sacrifice the righteous capitulated deity 

those seen successful plebian wordsmiths, priestly
forlorn accolades, adornment, enjoyment perennially

for they pose this play to perfection sans baggage
to separate the papyrus from the writ manglers

a postmodern triumphed writer has beget actors
orators of the near dead, this women escapist fiction

take penance and glee in acidic drool
wash your hands from this business, tabula rossa knife

cut the refrigerator off the sordid obesity
do not martyr up for resurrection in carrion corpse

bring out your sharpened writing tools
whittle out a deep circular impression in stone

so as to cut cleanly the tight held bone scrolls
helix wrapped and screaming, flay their washed cerebrum

slice the academia asunder of bridge tier pike
deny a governance of educated incestuous patrons

for it is not for us to be judged so long and tonguetied,
wrangled ears hearing more clearly in diametric bitrate

this in heaven where the lark flows a jetstream sparrow
the mighty tortoise rightly current in blistering bubble

for they will take your beloved
boil them in shell, stew them with their talons

our elemental, our holy alchemy in rock and mud
steam the bits of water left in drip to thirsting prey

bereave these foundations of literature abandoned
take the script down to the river

wash it of its signature
its rough non rounded edges

separate the papyrus

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