David Floren

Line Break Liner Notes

Our lives, our souls – they're
Actually down here,

Renown: in stasis, until
Hard line breaks
Birth it.

It's hearth, it's basis:
Down here birthed.
From stasis.

You’ll never know until you
(Enter verb here) . Always,
Your soul

Sports gossamer wings. Actually
They aren't. Here they're
goose down-

Wrapped peak-baggers
Debating the true worth
of height.

Here births there. Enter.
We’re down

(Enter noun here) . Then posit
Something Dynamic.

You’re actually
Humming a paean.
Further down.

Protest all you want. 'Down With
The Static! ' Protest with all
You know.

Then realize you’re actually
Ecstatic because
It goes and goes, until

You choose less dramatic
Tactics: big backlit buttons
To depress.

Those that power down
Your setup to make you

The secret is
So button-like: to enable,
To disable. It glowers.

Your dream was so
Kurasawa: it's telling tempered

The soul tells you
Nothing concerning

Without clothes. Actually
That’s how it

The Emperor knows.

[Berkeley, CA,08-13-07 (rev.01: Livermore, CA,01-27-08) ]

Poem Submitted: Sunday, January 27, 2008
Poem Edited: Sunday, January 27, 2008

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Comments about Line Break Liner Notes by David Floren

  • Aaron Eliad (2/8/2008 10:56:00 PM)

    Interesting concept how we all have the epicureal predisposition to life that we can't shake. Brilliant.

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  • Fred Babbin (1/27/2008 8:19:00 PM)

    I have a hard time with some of the words as well as the way they are grouped, so it doesn't really touch me. You're trying to say something, but I don't know what.

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