Our sabots
overflow with your
gallstones of wisdom.
Abandoned we rest
beneath the waterline,
plotters all.
Kill that which you
cannot have and
wander a tundra of
freeze dried disdain.
You may walk the earth
barefoot but...
we can always hear you coming.
sabot
ReplyDeleteimagine labia thick
tantreated leather strips
supporting tensile shoe weight
*Seraph, you are victimpigguinea to my Synaesthetic Review comment devolopment. Hope not to offend. Am glad you jointhis clan.
Ironically, I had gallstones last month, on the first anniversary of the previous ones. All I can say is OUCH.
ReplyDeleteThis is great Elise!
As always, rich words and phrases.
And I felt this one. First hand.
I fired 100 rounds of depleted uranium that were sabot rounds. APFSDS-T DU: Armor Piercing Fin Stabilized Discarding Sabot-Tracer Depleted Uranium. I was just reading a Gulf War Review and thought I'd go in to the VA for uranium tests. I was clean 15 years ago but no one knows long term / short term exposure or after effects. What's cool is that I am my own night light.
Back to your submission:
Excellent use of internal/incidental rhyme. Nice to see your familiar format; it scans very well.
Love the last stanza.
Sabot comes from the French and means 'boot.' But you and Veronique already know that I'm sure.
Oh, and 'freeze dried disdain' - awesome!
I very much enjoyed this.
interesting that in the posting of the image,
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right. It's difficult for me to move my eyes
away from the textures in that photograph.
Taut writing, each stanza a tense construction,
but it's the end of the line that seizes.
I totally missed the reflection.
ReplyDeleteI may have to try this one.
I love mirror/reflection illusions.
Thank you all.
ReplyDeleteThe sabot, as I am using it here is a wooden clog that was thrown into machinery to break it; hence the word sabotage.
Trout~ huh?
seraph
My brother worked for a lumber company years ago. Activists would embed chain links in the trees to destroy chainsaws. They would also drive spikes in as well.
ReplyDeleteThat's fascinating about the clog and the lexicon.
seraph, please ignore me. I'm still suffering the effects of purple microdot someone slipped me in the 70's.
ReplyDeleteI began to construct a more modern clog in my mind wooden sole/leather top, as I owned when I lived in Germany. Then my mindwarp went to how the Nazi's used human flesh to fashion household items...
sometimes it's better not to ask, lol.
I thoroughly enjoyed this poim and dare I say there is a sprinkletouch of our bandita herein?
Oh trout~
ReplyDeleteBandit always inspires me to be a better writer.
And you dear sir can swim or flop on land, either way, I am happy you are here.
seraph