2001 vol 3 part 2

Another of my wonderful poems about the film "2001." Kubrick must be sending me some shining right now. Check out: bohococo, for more. Muhahaha!



2001 part 3 2


I have seen the dawn
of the red

bomb

skull man

living out in the hollow world
of
just beyond.

to think of him now
incites my flesh
to circles
and to flame.

I would like to have lived one thousand years
ago
and to have met
this man as a child
and to have taken away his fingernails
and
to have given him
a headset of reeds and honey.

his red flesh is of the cosmos;
I have
seen
him eating entire small
towns within the gasp of one breath