Chris Karageorgiou Kaneen, “Sleepwalks on a patch of resting sea” -poetry

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November 29th

The day spurs its integral space
A clot of red hair melting like wax
Over the under-afflicted face of hyperchondria.

The night spasms with sharp thunder
Sleepwalks on a patch of resting sea
Fish, moontree,

An invisible wave bends
For him who widens such transparency
A soothing day has yet to come.

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Predawn

Drinking coffee and leaning
On the thick Jagermeister night

It looks barely unbalanced
Whipping itself onto my cup as if consoled
Dripleting three little ones

The fact of such a strange dream
Makes me inconspicuous of thinking about myself
I mean; consciously and in fact
Almost certainly undetached

Maybe it’s the alcohol or the computer
My fucking myopia
Τhat Walcott obsession maybe

A gray view of such LED colorfulness
Must make up some bleak diagnosis.

Τhe pulsive orb of insomnia is withheld
Patiently withstood

Maybe I’m just too self-concerned after all.

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The actor

for J.Alfred Prufrock

Hermitage Waste is a shore
Not a museum
A tract of indented shield-shell
The acuteness of wave
And decomposition.

Ancient saliva reaks
From its cedars like subtle resin.

Wandering the shore I wander
The bored indefinite aisle of my condo
And contemplating some verse I wonder
Almost theatrically as to where I shall crash
Such an under-composed self
Under the spine of whose dogma.

If dichotomy spawns meaning
A time to divide must be assumed
But if life feeds off its absence
Guess it’s a quarter-to ceasing.

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©Chris Karageorgiou Kaneen
photo©Stratos Fountoulis-agrimologos.com, “Life-savers in blue” 2008

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