Penal Cistern Lightning Throne Lightning Rebounded

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Back into the body all the lightning goes

back into the body. Up through the crown

of the skull and round again like the Whip-It

at the fairgrounds. Pushing the boundaries

of the light body. Overloading the light

body. Silly bowl shaking above the bowl

of the skull, which is a bowl holding court over

bowl the brain. Bowl into bowl into bowl.

All the curves pressing together. Too much

light in the light body. Body of cattle after long

 

days of sweet grasses, after chariot ride and hug

tunnel that opens to the bolt to the head.

After the hook swinging the skin sack through

the air to the place they release the skin.

Skin ferried to the shop in Missouri or North

Carolina to be stretched, tanned, and cut

into strips that make the belts that hold the arms

down, the ankles back, the head steady.

So the crown may grace the head of those

 

who fight against its glory.

who fight against its glory.

Gabrielle Calvocoressi is the author of Rocket Fantastic.

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