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Olejnikov's art

Chthonic Irritations

Posted on 2012.10.08 at 21:47
In fairy tales, wolves eat grammar.
They savage commas and wreak havoc
Across lines of innocent prose.

Paragraphs scatter themselves
Like confetti across crackled pages
Then lie silently in wait

For weary travellers who leave the plotted path
To circle each literary conceit
And watch their own reflection.

They were forests once, these pages,
Where unwary children scattered crumbs
And dreams and wandered carelessly.

Witches built homes of weekend treats
While wicked queens ventured forth with mirrors
That cursed in off-beat stanzas

There were hopes here once that you could trace
But then the giants ate English and Jack,
In foolish rage, cut down the trees.

So now they’re books with bloody ticks and plastic stars
That teachers read on starless nights
And curse in quiet voices.


hairy_mclegs at 2012-10-09 08:36 (UTC) (Link)
You know, you're really good. Have you been published at all?
Far and away I wish do knock and enter.
narrauko at 2012-10-13 12:15 (UTC) (Link)
Nope. The thought fills me with an icy dread! But thank you for the compliment! :D
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