making copies

by Matthew Sharp

sour fruit for the sugar coated
that get devoted to what their friends enrolled in
embolden the course your holding
a gear for a master remote controlling us into dust
crusty infected stumps of isolated shadows
born into individuality for the trip
but taking it too literate
without compromise
words are arrogant lies
that i find in the roof of my mind
but there is no roof
just another lie
to entrap the essence of 'i'
spreading it out like light through a prism
to fill the life within social replication
a stone shift to sand
sifting away from ancestral memories
knowledge, will, and honor


Author's Note: a shadow in the wind will walk upstream and destroy the source. a priori

Posted on 10/25/2007
Copyright © 2021 Matthew Sharp

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/25/07 at 04:26 AM

I almost wish that note came in the poem. Either way, brutal stuff, man. It's never a dull moment around these parts.

Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 10/25/07 at 06:41 AM

Powerful images of shadow and dust filter through this intense visionary experience. From "controlling us into dust" to "a stone shift to sand" the distillation of the individual...if at all possible, opposes and interrupts the common replication process. The ending is magnificent--where the "ancestral memories" leave off-- "knowledge, will, and honor" actions of the individual beyond the "making copies" stage-- gives a vision of the possibility of individual free creative expression.

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