
An east coast swamp of charlatans and healers
Reached out into transplanted logic
Uncalculated producers within the wall of kin
Where debunking the wall of vision
With the brief light of arctic sunlight
The urns of ashen cities fading in the fog
The ascending angel vapors fueled
The collective activity of clans
Hanging future cargo on the breathe of trees
The crackle of autonomous actions in the land of
A thousand pictures circa 1986
Tragic magic and the fugue state
With more chew in the bullpen of history
We doubled our fun by proxy
While fiction corrupted the viewer
Elegant solutions with fresh junctions
Intercepted at Stink Bug Lodge
The great slave doctrine
And the tradition of silent expanses of wilderness
Unfolds in the bark of trees
In the bark of wolves
Unity no longer approximates forms
Hollow concepts de-bone armatures of passion
The big onion of scattered essentials reveals
For concrete history transformation is subsistence
Nature the aphrodisiac of confident culture
copyright Napoleon Brousseau 2012
NaPoWriMo day 03