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uutpoetry:

Icarus in the Boundless Sky

after lines from Ovid

Carey Scott Wilkerson

Above late sleep
in Asia Minor
our man in the poem has begun
                                        (again)
 
his cycle of research
and development.
These Minotauric arts of imprisonment and escape
have become an exegetical enterprise more vast
and comprehensive than his dreams of  oblivion
                                       (endlessly looping
                                       geo-thermal convections
                                       and charming burlesques
                                       of modal logic)
 
Reeling thus over the horizon
and encumbered
with familial tensions, he is held
under a father’s voice,
tyrannies and admonitions
                                       (whispered intimations of
                                       some operatic dénoument)
 
He has become the patron revenant of
self-reflexive schemes in tragic repetition.
Forever discovering his life,
he has learned to sound out
the diacriticals
inscribed
by a
flock of dilettante gulls
by the
ghosting Ba Bird,
silent archaeopteryx,
memory of a name.


Carey is the author of Ars Minotaurica and Threading Stone 
art by owlwise12 

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uutpoetry:

Icarus in the Boundless Sky

after lines from Ovid

Carey Scott Wilkerson

Above late sleep
in Asia Minor
our man in the poem has begun
                                        (again)
 
his cycle of research
and development.
These Minotauric arts of imprisonment and escape
have become an exegetical enterprise more vast
and comprehensive than his dreams of  oblivion
                                       (endlessly looping
                                       geo-thermal convections
                                       and charming burlesques
                                       of modal logic)
 
Reeling thus over the horizon
and encumbered
with familial tensions, he is held
under a father’s voice,
tyrannies and admonitions
                                       (whispered intimations of
                                       some operatic dénoument)
 
He has become the patron revenant of
self-reflexive schemes in tragic repetition.
Forever discovering his life,
he has learned to sound out
the diacriticals
inscribed
by a
flock of dilettante gulls
by the
ghosting Ba Bird,
silent archaeopteryx,
memory of a name.

Carey is the author of Ars Minotaurica and Threading Stone
art by owlwise12

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“We’re so bad at sex and then we wonder why women aren’t like, really aggressive about sex. We think it’s cause they don’t have as much desire as we do. That’s how stupid men are, that we think ‘they’re just weird, women are like fucked up in the head cause they don’t wanna just fuck all the time. If I was a women, I’d just fuck everybody. Why don’t they wanna fuck all the time? I do’. Of course you do, cause when you fuck, you get to fuck a woman! When she fucks, she has to fuck a guy! Wildly different experiences. For a man, 100% of the time, it’s the greatest thing that ever happened in his entire life. For a woman, about 40% of the time, when she’s being fucked by a guy, she’s thinking ‘I’ll get over this in a week. It’s not the worst thing. I’m not gonna cry this time’


“Another thing that proves how bad men are at sex is that after sex, you’re looking at two very different people. The man just wants to lay there, be cool and the woman wants to cuddle…’Why is she so NEEDY?’ She’s not needy you idiot, she’s horny, because you did nothing for her. YOU DID ABSOLUTELY NOTHING. HER PUSSY IS ON FIRE BECAUSE IT’S GONE UNFUCKED COMPLETELY. Of course you’re fine, you climbed on and went “KFHGSKG” and rolled off. And she’s on you because she’s like ‘WH-at SOMETHING ELSE HAS TO HAPPEN, THIS IS BULLSHIT!!” If you fuck a woman well, she will LEAVE YOU ALONE. ‘Thanks a lot buddy, zzzzz’”

— Oh, Louis CK, advocate for the female orgasm.  (via jamesfrancozpenis)

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