posted on October 21, 2013 at 12:22 pm
       october in flume

october in flume

invoke some nameless force to aid me

a shrewd muse or two or good excuse

a voice to guide us through

a dreaming angel of the spirit who has known man flesh

the templed night under star fields on crepe black paper

take away the stone encased head i said was mine so long ago

the mirage-like empty oases where lions drank

the jagged clauses in a life story by the  blind visionary

in between these rude rocks and penthouse step

west on the shore point

neptune boulevard and its magic ice cream shops that melt in the sun

the speargun i bought to nail leviathan now in pawn and straining

the guitar i had strummed drummed out of its case  refraining

the program i access without immediate success thank you god bless

the jammed station i inherit devoid of almost any merit i digress

before oblivion staggered along in a numb days haze

man  gathering flock like a storm of malchicks in styx anglais

black melody of white blues i choose not to listen

i lose my light but lo it doth glisten

fastening on to flame those who were burned are returned

the drowning desert the thirsty sea they then are no home to me

but voted spokesman for the void i am currently employed

so i speak

i speak of wordless matters

like the insect dreaming in cocoon

the arc of a comet i once saw as a child

the way god strings me along with bits and with pieces

the first blush of shell at oceans dawn mist

the second the sun with its radiance kiss

the third on the billowing waves of green ice

a deep glacial crack all through the merchandise

the earth beyond us is alive and sentient in spades

her great spirit consort dominates  the evenings in certain glades

but now ive got to catch a plane… this note fades












14 Responses to “octal map”

  1. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 21 October 2013 at 1:42 pm #

    Sorry I had to turn you off
    it’s not that I wanted to
    it’s just sometimes
    etiquette compels one to.
    I knew you’d understand because
    you knew when I turned it on again
    unless it was one of those freakish
    coincidences again.
    Thank you for not judging.
    Is it a sin to not commit?
    Think not again of it.
    Think of the cooling
    arms of mer
    encircling us there
    tho the sun blinded us
    made us wonder if it occurred
    but its passage guided us
    in trust I trust
    doing what one must
    while subtly pursued
    by scent of musk.
    Ever thus.

  2. avatar
    Chris | 21 October 2013 at 5:35 pm #

    ‘the way god strings me along with bits and with pieces
    the first blush of shell at oceans dawn mist
    the second the sun with its radiance kiss’

    ….O muse that inspires this visit me!

  3. avatar
    cheryl | 22 October 2013 at 3:43 pm #

    as I sleep tonight I dream of peaceful oceans. Thank You SK

  4. avatar
    heather daydream | 22 October 2013 at 7:10 pm #

    Oh how I wish to hear your voice reciting this

  5. avatar
    Cath | 23 October 2013 at 6:53 pm #

    And so worker of words
    minstrel of man
    how goeth the exhibition in crazy mans land?
    The door knocker will come dreaming
    the tunes woven from the finest silk
    laying its pearls out for you
    to glisten with invite
    Step inside the
    transparent bubbles
    travel on to future worlds
    Always a tale to tell
    as always breath gives form
    xxxxx love to you

    Your machine is still calling me an impostor, so had to use another email

  6. avatar
    Polaris | 23 October 2013 at 10:42 pm #

    Nice Specs Steve-O!!

  7. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 26 October 2013 at 6:11 pm #

    oh! btw, will you be catching up with your old mate T.V. on wednesday or thereabouts? I hope to see TV play. I heard I have a ticket!

  8. avatar
    James | 26 October 2013 at 7:06 pm #

    Was Pharaoh about Clive Davis? Fucking love that song.

    • avatar
      thetimebeing | 26 October 2013 at 9:27 pm #

      no .it was about another guy from arista

      • avatar
        James | 27 October 2013 at 6:53 pm #

        Love the cinematic special effects in that song. It sounds like the soundtrack to a civilization collapsing. And then you guys did one better in terms of post-apocalyptic cinescopic vibes with After Everything Now This and the Hiroshima, Mon Amour cover.

  9. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 26 October 2013 at 7:19 pm #

    oh – well, look forward to strings etc. Nov 6 soon.

  10. avatar
    Kohl Ette | 2 November 2013 at 1:37 pm #

    Resisting biting on caramac, don’t want to ruin the fresh dazzlement. You can’t have your cake and eat it, can you? I mean one, not necessarily you.

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