Protein Robots #2

“Mes cils se rapprochant […] me kaléidoscopaient les choses.”

– Paul Verlaine

 

“A linking of two realities that by all appearances have nothing to link them, in a setting that by all appearances does not fit them.

– Max Ernst 

 

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Dream up the glandular regime –                                           

our bodies wed, our bodies bled!                             

Swing fly-by past a string of pyres –                             

our bodies wed, our bodies bled!                             

Of martyred protein robot saints –                             

our bodies wed, our bodies bled!                             

 Concealed & kept alive in dreams –                       

our bodies wed, our bodies bled!                           

                       

                        

                              

 

 

   And the Mad Poet cried:

 

O sex change operators from hell –

yo
u laser the lithe & fragile types

you champion – too young & early!

 

 

Ô poète moderne!

Tes mots sont vides

comme ton cœur –

timide, timide!

 

 

O electric skin sealing 

at two dime hospital!

O New Jerusalem – !

Libidinous death wish, 

encoded in flesh bits!  – proliferate! 

 

 

 

 

 

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Scenes from Andrei Tarkovsky’s Nostalghia (1983)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEnYT-kFuGc

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Peter Bies © 2012

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