Nathan Anderson


And Machine Knows...


                                           the glass
                                           stares
                                           back at
                                           you!

alphabetically on 
/ return / 


there is a hoop
that [swings]
this 
[dialectic]

                                
                                embrace
                                rehearsal

guided by
procession 


                           guided

[1] thousand
not a 
second

                             not a
                             greeting


           a...
                 ...
                     ... 



At the very least a charge


how Shakespearean of                    you


>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>gone
<<<<<<<<<<as 
>>>>>>>the
<<<<<<<<<<<<<<wake


simple as the funeral
pyre


silent as the emblem
night


smoking at the door
confusion 


                                   how lost?

                    how found? 




Contained within this... (Bowler Hat)


a great streak 
and a


                            [sound]


volcanic in the 
hymn

                                 / she / goes / riding /
                        / she / goes / riding / 



-she goes riding in the hurricane-



not that you have...
i answered in...
i know that you would...


remember to record 
its thinking


go!
 


Dialogue as an open jaw


continuity of 

                             [backwards eclipse]


==not inculcated==

     
             there it stands behind the door

the taste
of fish
a window 
sill
presented

                         as the answer

to

[1]
[2]
[3]
[4]
[5]
[...]
[...]
[...]


select accordingly 


not a word 
was... 



Invertebrate Colour


                                      travelling at 

rapidity 
rapidity
rapidity
rapidity


                               why do you still
             grasp[?]



/the/sound/is/travelling/faster/than/this/speed/
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red = red
blue = blue
green = green
yellow = yellow
etc. = etc.



a chequered past is something to 
be born 
[from]


                                 I HAVE BECOME
                                 MULTI-
                                 COLOURED



can i rest now? 

Nathan Anderson is a poet from Mongarlowe, Australia. He is the author of The Mountain + The Cave and Deconstruction of a Symptom. His work has appeared in BlazeVox, Otoliths, Beir Bua and elsewhere. You can find him at nathanandersonwriting.home.blog or on Twitter @NJApoetry.

 
 

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