Benjamin Krusling
the impersonal and the mythic , ok , I wish | Poetry
Benjamin Krusling
that was never really meant to happen I still want a part of desperate living even with the jaws getting sick of general pacifism but that’s all in an evening screening . to be in the USA no less , most mysticism seems inadequate to it , so whatever’s happening at least bears the ripped muscle of a journey through a few paid-for programs . and I asked , I...
what kind of person can watch images going by | Poetry
Benjamin Krusling
as history – so my life goes around again , irreversibly . it spirals upward like newspaper , celluloid . the stakes rise and sink – but the ceiling’s so low I can hardly dream straight . this is the mystery of art , it seems to wither to death before you , conceptually , when a head is separated from a shared plane or they find someone else’s teeth...
