Author: Lux d'Marcs PM
One flew over the cuckoo's nest... can you castigate the stasis?Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 130 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 04-25-08 - id: 2509410
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The placard above your door states it clearly:
you don't want any visitors.
nil dissolvit ut glacium, eh?
Iocundis imperate dues puerilis--
What then? Will you cry "rape!"
to the envisioned scrupulous suitors?
Cogitatione, verbo et opere--
and you are the one at fault
you are the apostate here. the glacial frames
hardly exist past the wide windows
that spill in a frothy white incandescence
the powdered-sugar dreams and disturbed milk
you never tasted.
castigate the stasis?
fly over the
(You are a frightened and forewarned
aficionado of fog.)
nil dissolvit ut glacium-- Roughly translated as "nothing breaks the ice"
Iocundis imperate dues puerilis-- From Carl Orff's Carmina Burana, Omnia Sol Temperat. "the joys are governed by the boy-god"