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Wednesday, March 25, 2009

The Confessions Of The Sputnik Kid XII

Part 2
Upon Entering Arblus
In which Chime's tune is about to be played...


XXIII
Each homecoming step brings her closer to
the cloying scent of blood that at first flecks the air
now slaps down slab hard.

There, in the spattered cockpit clearing, the flute player works.
Cursed and sacred, summoning ancient charnel house energies,
a sacrifice required to ready the point of departure,


XXIV
His presence is an assault on her senses.
Guttural uttering folds air into a terrible pressure.
Dread occult harmonics cram her ears with movement.

Vibration thunders across unmeasured distances as
the gossamer gauze between two worlds manifests.
Pushing her face against it, she slowly slips though and is gone.


Images by Martin Hoogeboom
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid I can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid II can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid III can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid IV can here seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid V can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid VI can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid VII can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid VIII can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid IX can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid X can be seen here
The Confessions of the Sputnik Kid XI can be seen here

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