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Pan’s Posture


 
U can’t get mad at faeries,

especially demon faeries,

it isn’t good for anyone concerned…

no, never.
 
 
It’s not as if it’s the demon faerie’s fault.

Luci in the Skiff with Demons

assigns as she will

an’ that’s all there is to it,

particularly if a faerie gets the business end of the Pitch’

(the big Pitch)

as the 8th circle

as residence

is an eternal ass pain

& makes one quite sidewise, for all the precognition, cheap knock-offs, and flattery

as anyone in the 7th circle has already told you, I’m sensing

Q: when are 2 circles 1, yet infinite, and still only part of 9?

A: see Dante…
 
 
It isn’t as if a demon faerie doesn’t do good while she’s here, too,

along with the requisite # of shenanigans

–spritely activities to spite that Pitchy Bitches intent–

but the end justifies,

doesn’t it?

well, maybe
 
 
But you can’t look for nobility in demons.

You can appreciate the extreme duality a hybrid represents, however.

chiefly 1 on 1

since 2x the trinity

is 6, and—well, you see where I’m going with this

>not in Bedrock, anymore<

to Hellywood & Back because that’s beside the *points*….

Y the number of people

inspired

guided

and brought together by a demon faerie can be profound

–to an outside observer.

Not the demon faerie, though.

Not to brag, but I set the bar, here.

Uninspired & posing ways to lose herself.

It’s how it is, was, and must be– it seems–

yes, always.

 ©Karen Robiscoe

Not Available in Large Print

 

 
 
My eyes are running out of ink.

(don’t you hate it when that happens)

Holes pricked to extend my area of focus & peripheral vision

–first of all: worked–but

caused the ink to run dry in incremental

drops, as well
 
 
–as wells will do when unreplenished

(water basins, too)

wHiTe DroPs

from laugh lines—

–definitely those, but

>most not<

mOst Black DroPs that pooled

and caused creases

and caused Paper Jams

and cost money,

and now I’se fade daily.

Squinting at that crumple-d-ream instead of printing

Losing ink–

–not toner.

as after decades of use I am unequipped to

*pinpoint*

my desktop printer is barrels more Tone

than other models that came out around the same time,

with prototype ALL IN ONE functions that appreciate–rather than depreciate—after each  run.

I’m no laser jet, but I could be retrofitted…

drip-drip…

even so.

All printers need ink,

and mine’s going/goinG/GONE

Factory shut down without relocating across seas

Cartridge after cartridge dropping out; the electric surging right along with it.

The copy function, well, I never had one,

facts, either,

(derivative & drivel buttons might have been depressed the whole time, though, I confess I never checked)

and lately?

Lately the scanner

stopped calibrating the rain color entirely, which,

>believe it or not<

changes rainbow prints.

©Karen Robiscoe

 

Chants of Rain

 
 

the rain restores

what lightning strikes

so let it pour
 
 

let mighty Thor

his hammer smite

the rain restores
 
 
a battered shore

-with rising tide-

so let it pour
 
 

thus all that’s torn

and wrecked revives

the rain restores
 
 

and heals dolour

and eases mind

the rain restores

so let it pour.
 
 

©Karen Robiscoe

 
 

Glass-es-Self-Correcting

 
Karen Robiscoe dba CHARRONs CHATTER 
I’ve installed

prescription windows.

(2)
 
 
On a bridge,

It seemed the perfect place…
 
 
Linked by cortical sill,

whenever I go to h↑gh altitudes

my nose bleeds,

and I have epiphanies!

Hold up.

Eye wanna be precise:

Lots of epiphanies,

whereas at sea-level—
 
 
(lol…See level)

*Lots of Love*

(Cee level)
 
 
—Neither of these views jibe,

doubling my vision

& crossing it.

©Karen Robiscoe

 

Bugle Lessons

pyscho-fairyI am a fairy

serial killer

I live in Whimsy!

right next to Assh*le land

right next to Candyland’s barrio,

and I am full of energy!

Dark energy…

frownie face

but oh…

it is so VERY energetic.

It is about 90% of the whole, and un-Tapped!

star power

Siblings attack

didja know…

animal siblings

wild kingdom

vying for teat.

the Naked Ape

is no different in that sense

survival of the fittest

just more cunning.

©Karen Robiscoe

Paper Cuts

450px-Card_castle6
 
I’ve relocated…

(baggage found & boxes unpacked)

‘moved right in with Pandora

(our sometimes cat, too)

and woo, Nellie!

is there some shit in this house!

An abysmal stink emanates from the basement, to the nursery, to the attic,
 
 
 
(which seems appropriate given the circumstances)

and though I generally like playing with

Pan’s things…

I do!

(Dora, Dora = the Explor-ah)

I wish I could find the way outside of this “funhouse”

its

freak show reflections,

Ames rooms,

and infinite Escher stairs

are made of cards, and

quite likely to blow over

if jarred.

©Karen Robiscoe