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Tyler Butler: Priestess
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Sunday, August 29, 2010. The priestess shuffles down, around. And through the pews, as wax,. Marble and glass echo her. Solemn steps, she goes alone by. Candlesight to save not her soul, but. Solely her lord’s abode, where ruin. Creeps like his son writhed, where. Sin does tempt like desert sands,. She goes alone by twilight to visit. Not the idols, but to enshrine her. Father’s altar, the sacrificial mount,. A place not for man but for lamb. The priestess hobbles, no, she trembles. Creation, dust be gone.
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Tyler Butler: Neither nor
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Sunday, August 29, 2010. It is neither the delicate, but. Definite arching of your limbs,. Nor is it the constant and clever. Humor of your smile, and still it. Is not the sheen and shimmer of. Your desolate eyes, no, and yet. It is neither the tepid and tremulous. Breathing of your skin, nor is it the. Tender fever of your words, as it. Also cannot be the silent and. Imperfect flicker of your wit,. No, it is none of such styles and. Forms, done and undone, that. Move me as you sway time’s steady.
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Tyler Butler: August 2010
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Sunday, August 29, 2010. It is neither the delicate, but. Definite arching of your limbs,. Nor is it the constant and clever. Humor of your smile, and still it. Is not the sheen and shimmer of. Your desolate eyes, no, and yet. It is neither the tepid and tremulous. Breathing of your skin, nor is it the. Tender fever of your words, as it. Also cannot be the silent and. Imperfect flicker of your wit,. No, it is none of such styles and. Forms, done and undone, that. Move me as you sway time’s steady. Before...
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Tyler Butler: Un corps
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Monday, September 13, 2010. Adroit je me dresse, par delà. Le muret je me blesse et sans. Dire au visage dans la nuit. Que mon rêve était si beau. Sans lui, je repars dans le flot. Vers la cité, une autre et la. Même, j’aurais voulu savoir. Pourquoi je m’en vais, voulu. Toucher une fois dernière la. Figure qui me hante, la chair. Spectrale qui me tente, mais. Je ne sais que faire d’un corps,. Le mien, trop jeune pour savoir,. Trop vieux pour pouvoir, alors. Mon dos se tourne et je roule.
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Tyler Butler: November 2009
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Monday, November 2, 2009. Patronizing enough to neutralize their discomfort. LUNGS TUMORS = NOT GOOD (e.g: death, etc.). Cigarette corpses crumpled in her ashtrays. She sucked the smoke in. How much longer would she have to wait? It was taking longer than she had expected or maybe it was simply her impatience that had dilated time. YOU CAN'T FUCKING DIE! IT’S NOT IN YOUR BILL OF RIGHTS! Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). View my complete profile.
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Tyler Butler: Stage Death
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Thursday, September 9, 2010. This has no reason to be. Save the reason, unborn. Unreal, that I know not,. See me as I struggle like. Blind, like deaf, I smell. My very fate, not a gate,. But a stage trap, gaping,. Waiting to swallow my. Fall, written before my. Birth and singing above. All of my desolate sigh. Like script, but unlike me. I go to gather light and. Applause for what has. No reason to be, save the. Reason I cannot see,. Alone I wonder aloud. Wear to the funeral,. Bourgeois à la dérive.
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Tyler Butler: Bourgeois à la dérive
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Monday, September 13, 2010. Bourgeois à la dérive. Inespéré, le navire m’a quitté. Sans pieds ni terre je flotte en mer des. Chats côtoient ce rivage blanc. Lunaire de ma jeunesse sans. Vouloir, par peur de savoir,. Saler leurs corps sans fins. Dans ce bain des abysses. Je vide mes poches sans. Vouloir, par peur de devoir,. Combler la solitude qui s’invite. A moi, seul je ne suis qu’amas. Elémentaire, telle la sagesse. Moribonde de mon banc solaire,. J’ai vu dans ces coulisses dépeuplées.
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Tyler Butler: In light
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Thursday, September 9, 2010. It is in light and. Only light that your nail. Should caress my name. As a girl touches petals,. The sun full of noise. Should glaze our skin. As a girl burns the moon,. By a candle’s lonely tongue. I die for the day that without. You I cannot live. As a girl clears her mind,. The frost under your feet. Should turn my tears from. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Bourgeois à la dérive. View my complete profile.
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Tyler Butler: October 2009
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Saturday, October 31, 2009. Autonomy as alternative - 1. Refers to the ability of an individual to construct his or her own principles of existence and codes of interaction (. Being the 'self' in its reflexive dimension and nomos. Is the ancient Greek for law, rule or convention). The dissociation (that liberals pride themselves on making) between individual and society does not create emancipated or autonomous individuals, but creates parcelized individual. What the munificent institutions of 'democracy...
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Tyler Butler: December 2009
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Thursday, December 31, 2009. What name is yours that has no voice. And blindly whispers in the night? What name is yours that cannot cry. And softly whimpers out of sight? What name is yours that cannot yearn. And meekly reaches for more height? What name is yours that cannot struggle. And hopes to triumph in the fight? Name, what folly can you pray for. If only to save you from your plight? Name, what empty dreamscape. Will cover you in evanescent light? Wednesday, December 30, 2009. Go now, go -. Your ...
