AE Reiff lives in Marfa, Texas near the legendary flats that don’t exist of the shadows of mythogema. He is in during business hours at Inline image 1http://encouragementsforsuch.blogspot.com/.
In a Dante of living moves,
throngs and multitudes,
psyche with greater knowledge
self-reflexed, self served reversed,
eats the flesh of Saturn first.
Eat Saturn. I seen it pass.
Our travelers find a shaggy dog the center of Earth,
embedded in ice, climb down to the waist,
plenty of hair to hold on its sides --
squeeze through the hole
and come to the feet
with their sin.
You’d think they had bedfellows,
that carry their pacts on backs.
The giants of immensity
Who manufacture obesity
bulge the equator and force
the metaverse right in.
Epic is closer than can be told,
More unseen than seen that’s told,
but you must be old.
Scale an inch to the mile below.
Munch a mountain, pony down a drain.
Aquifers need depression to save.
Giant children run where Saturn ate his fear.
Supplanting Societies now eat earth, beware.
Societies need earth for doing.
Eat a mountain, down a river,
pour an atmosphere,
without losing market share.
Movies predict giants of obesity
will manufacture imaginative bonds
and bulge their unseen metaverse
Epic is closer than be told.
Scale an inch in the worlds below.
We have our counterparts in Homer-Jonah,
The little organs with the big
Move between the sun and earth, the liver,
Say our sins are sent to space.
As old Plutarch liked to fig,
"the stars revolve like eyes.'
Working solo, working round, down to Jonah in the fish
we come to cast our sins to save the ship
lest everyone drown.
Jonah in the belly, sins in a grave.
The Ship is the World to save!