Tag Archives: Scott Thomas Outlar

Alms of Ouroboros

Those politics will eat you for breakfast and leave the empty plate smeared with grease That’s not God in your needle That’s not love in your message That’s not virtue in your stained glass That’s not power in your eyes … Continue reading

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Product Placement

Place your tax break near my lower bracket and then brace for balance upon impact as I send you swirling toward the higher class of holy angels that walk amongst us here on earth. Place your precious lips around the … Continue reading

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Monkeys on Mute

Here is a poem with its eyes cut out, bound in darkness, blinded by ignorance, branded with a mark on its forehead that would make Cain toss and turn in his grave from disbelief. Here is a chest with a … Continue reading

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Extinction Is the Genesis of Evolution

Crossing the bridge from distortion into silence creates the electric hum of a new awakening. If art is an unfolding rhythm then life must be a song in motion. There are certain comparisons that never seem to pop up on … Continue reading

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Another in the Urn

When the luster fades there is less Not every sterling piece of silver remains pristine Not every star in the sky continues to shine Most of these slowly burn away Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site https://17Numa.wordpress.com where links to … Continue reading

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Involving Tongue and Blood

The best part of being with you was the poems that were born after our time was over. That might sound callous and mean, but, hell, I never claimed to be a saint. Tally up another one on the list… … Continue reading

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Dancing Where My Plot Will Lie

Sunshine and cigarette smoke amalgamate a new wave algorithm that sums up the random equation of divided light that pulses through my bloody lungs Each puff from the source counterbalances the wellspring of life with a dancing shutter step toward … Continue reading

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