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The Lux
"The Lux"
we entered The Club
danced our way along lines
trialled sentences all
written towards Light
the Dark called us all in
we thought we were like laureates
like laureates
we were all drugged
one way or another
on Love potions all
like laureates drugged
we scored
our stories
washed and pegged
hanging loose on Love potions, all
and we danced our way
along lines fine drawn
like we were above it all
wallflowers all waiting
bare throats voiceless
offered up for kisses
naked up against the wall
waiting
for warm comments
to be drawn and called
we entered The Club
danced our way along slim lines
poets bent and bodies of work well-lit
toeing the line
rules underscored
the fallen ones ignored, yet all
crossing lines this way and that
tap dancing across keys
silently spoken laws on hidden tongues
the keys
transferred entry
in secret kisses passed
we entered The Club
danced our way along lines
trialled sentences all
we entered The Club,
The Lux
seductive hypnotic
called us all in
we passed keys
on voiceless tongues
for entry
kissing the undone
along lines
trialled sentences all
Candide Diderot. ‘24
“Once upon a time
Science opened up the door
They would feed the hungry fields
'Til they couldn't eat no more
But the potions that were made
Touched the creatures down below, oh
And they grew up in the way
That we'd never seen before
Supernature”
MAGIC THEATER
ENTRANCE NOT FOR EVERYBODY
"I tried to open the door, but the heavy old latch would not stir. The display too was over. It had suddenly ceased, sadly convinced of its uselessness. I took a few steps back, landing deep into the mud, but no more letters came. The display was over. For a long time I stood waiting in the mud, but in vain.
Then, when I had given up and gone back to the alley, a few colored letters were dropped here and there, reflected on the asphalt in front of me. I read:
FOR MADMEN ONLY!"
(Hermann Hesse/"Steppenwolf")
"Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let’s kiss afresh, as when we first begun."
pegged.
Copyright ©
Candide Diderot
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