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curtain call

i.


“  there’s gonna come a time, “



                                                          she said,


                                         
                          “when all there’s gonna be is dust.”









                                                                                      “and these
                                                                                    holes in                                                                                                                                   
                                                                                      the earth
                                                                                  won’t matter.”


ii.

violins struggled madly, machines clanged in fervor



and the Creator yawned at this


                                                                same
                                                                      old
                                                                            apocalypse.






“what a wonder


                                                      to be finite.”


















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  • Rembrandt Clarke
    November 3, 2008
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    really liked this, it just shines matt finish and screams at the sky.


  • parachute fog
    October 29, 2008

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    i loved the way the words were floating on the blank page, the opening portion was wonderful, "and these holes in the earth wont matter"

    strong stuff man.


  • Nangaleema
    October 23, 2008

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    “what a wonder... to be finite.” yes indeed. being finite has a way of making the individual moments seem a little more important and weighty.
    though i admit i'd like the opportunity to be bored to death with the repetition of the mistakes of mankind and our successors (assuming we will have any) for all eternity - if i could but have eternity!

    i like the drama of this piece.
    the title is appropriate. nifty read. - NANGALEEMA


  • michichoeret
    October 11, 2008

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    excellent

    just did not understand why the creator only yawned
    why not "frowned disapprovingly"?
    your creator is a softy!!!!!!!!!!!!!11

    • sisyphus
      October 11, 2008
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      They're two completely different emotions - I think what I was goign for here was more of a contrast between infinite/finite - the creator is bored at everything happening over and over.

      Thank you for the comment, and the praise.


  • Manoj Sanyal
    September 13, 2008

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    It is an excellent poem defining finite amongst infinite...and the presentation is good.
    But I feel 'gonna' is not poetic language.... otherwise enjoyed reading.
    Best wishes and good luck,

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