Synthetic Poetic

‘Horror, ‘ he said. ‘ Yet I will not give in.’ But who was I, how find that I, where had ‘ I ‘ gone?’

 

– M. Lowry, Under the Volcano

 

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drink in the liquor sky!

 

a gelid, jealous

 

ooze box of hindsight –

 

my dear spiky high!

 

my shark who’s friend 

 

w/your sweet forgots 

 

& frosted jack-knife put 

 

to sleep my white night –

 

drink in the liquor sky! 

 

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Scenes from John Huston’s Under the Volcano (1984) 

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aDO8Z3D8hfw&feature=relmfu

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Peter Bies © 2012

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