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Sphynge
Poem by c
Dean
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Sphynge
Poem by c
Dean
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2019
FP “Oedipus and the Sphinx” by Gustave Moreau
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introduction
Ahhh dean thy
Sphynge be symbolisms
culmination symbolisms apogee thy
Sphynge goes beneath the
world of appearance it lifts the veil of
the objective to go beneath the appearance
thy Sphynge enters
into the Noumena the thing-in-itself
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enteres into the numinous enters into
the mysterium tremendum et fascinans
Ahhh dean thy
Sphynge be goes beneath
appearance to capture that je ne sais
quoi which be
entirely different from anything we
experience in ordinary life to capture
the thing-in-itself in symbolism thee
ineffable the thing beyond reason
rationality the thing-in-itself that be
the real heart of reality the into and
beyond the Coincidentia oppositorum
beyond into the land beyond logic
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Ahhh dean thy
Sphynge be the
deformation of language such that the
thing-in-itself is revealed thru
such tropes and figures as metaphor, hyperbole,
paradox, anaphora, hyperbaton, hypotaxis and
parataxis, paronomasia, and oxymoron. Ahhh
dean thy Sphynge
produces copia and variety and cultivates
concordia discors and antithesis –producing
allegory and conceit
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Ahhh dean thy
Sphynge says blah to
Jean Moréas symbolisim
“…an archetypal and complex style; of unpolluted terms,
periods which brace themselves alternating with periods of
undulating lapses, significant pleonasms, mysterious
ellipses, outstanding anacoluthia, any audacious and
multiform surplus; finally the good language – instituted and
updated–, good and luxuriant and energetic french
language”
Mear childs play still at the appearance
the surface of the thing-in-itself so come
reader go on a journey into the numinous
break free of your everyday world pull back
the veil and experience-like pulling back the
panty from a cunt for the first time
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Preface
Ahh what is reality a mystery be
there a Noumena or are all things
just accidents with no essence
emptiness with form or form with
emptiness Ahh reality be our
representation a mystery all be
hermeneutics a world of appearance
where the appearance be a symbol the
world be be a forest of symbols for
those mystagoges of science
philosophy Ahh but perhaps be in be
only the poet canst unlock the
mystery
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Sphynge Lay along the
bed of she snake-like half coiled ast the
maenad in “The Women of Amphissa”
by Lawrence Alma-Tadema a
mimalone with pink furled nympheas clit
a thyrsus tipped grape-bud
Sphynge Lay along the
bed of she snake-like half coiled a
mimalone lay around be withered roses
on the chest of she twixt breasts soft
ast cream moonlight white lay slowly
beating a rose white with pale pastel
pallor that be the heart of she where be
in the heart of that rose lay a shadow a
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shadow in that abyss of she
Sphynge Lay along the
bed of she snake-like half coiled a
mimalone watched o’er above the bed by
the Sphinx of “Oedipus and the
Sphinx” by Moreau she je ne sais
quoi her eyes je ne sais quoi black
fixed like Irmine of Gourmont and
indifferent full of cruel light an
insatiable bacchide like the Comtesse
Diane de Gorde
Sphynge Lay along the
bed of she snake-like half coiled a
mimalone gazing at “Fallen Angels
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in Hell” of Martin the “Death of
Orpheus” of Filiger and the “Ride of
the Valkyries” of de Croux with
refined callistic singing deans hymn
from Xanadu
I am she Innana men clamour for me
I am she Ishtar men bar up for me
I am she Astarte men pray for me
I am she Aphrodite from the beginning of
time to eternity men are enthralled by
me
I am she whom men look back at death
door for a last glimpse of me
I am she who soothes I am bliss I am
insatiable happiness
I am men’s dreams in the scent of my cunt
their honour doth deliquesce
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I am she whose feet are in the hearts of
men
I am she who sucks her life force from
them
Come! I am delight Come! I am desire!
Come I will set thee on fire!
Spurt thy seed squirt thy sap my food I
hungrily lap
I howl I bite I turn men into swine who I
entice
Enchain entrap with their balls with
their lust like vice
Men to animal form I transform as
pleasures price
For their human souls I offer paradise
ast
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Slowly beat ever slower the rose white
with deaths pallor twixt those dunes of
white light ever slower ast rose petals
withered blow around the bed of she
blown on the dolorous sighs of she
whilst stitched in pink silk within the
quilt white like milk shimmered the
“Bower of Bliss” of Spenser
And o’er the pillow white like moonlit
frost in crimson threads a dove in a
manchineel tree
The room
All symbols for whom that
who can see
All symbols to warn for whom that
who can see
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By the bed of she a jade cup ocellated
Silphium filled for the lover of she
Oh didst she sing sing didst she
Oh Oh come come Tout le monde
Come give I thy heart throbbing flesh of
burning fire give I Oh thy heart to give
life back to I give I that heart of thee that
it beats beats with life thru the limbs of I
thru my flesh thru the veins pulsating
gushing with the life of thee into me
Oh Oh come come Tout le monde
The flesh of I bursts into flames
To lick thy limbs
To kiss thy flesh
To burn thy veins
with each flame
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inside thy being to burn to thy fluids
to churn fromst the kissing lapping
licking of the lips of I
deep inside thee to burn that thy heart
boils thy blood kissed fromst the furling
lips of I
Oh Oh come come Tout le monde
Longing fills the cunt of I
yearning sore with desires for thy
throbbing heart yearning fills the
cunts lips of I bloated with lust
for thee bloated with blood
bubbling for the flesh of thee
Oh Oh come come Tout le monde
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Give I thy heart fill I with life press
thy chest to my breasts crush thy flesh
into the flesh of I fill my needs
assuage my aches fill me with life
fromst thy beating heart Ahh the cunt
of I drips liquids searing that wouldst
scorch thy limbs the twin lips of I wet
with the thoughts of thee moist the twin
lips of I puffy swollen turgid flesh
that longs to hold thee tight in those
folds moist perfumed with perfumed
breaths both succulent fruits ripe with
lusting ooozings that would I paint
o’er the flesh of thee that I wouldst
lick fromst thy flesh with slavering
tongue that I couldst wipe thy lustful
sweat o’er the heated flesh of I Oh
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Oh come come Tout le monde between the
thighs of I lay thyself lay thyself Ohh
Tout le monde and squeeze I into thee
crush thy chest to the breasts of I that I
canst rip that heart of thee that I canst
tear that heart of thee that canst I plunge
thru the flesh of thee that boiling throbbing
heart that blood filled flesh such that I
canst fill the paling flesh of I with life
Ohhh Tout le monde give I life thru
the taking of thy heart give I life give I
bliss give I that red beating flesh give I
that red hued rose flower the sweet vapour
of that flesh that will be my life Ohhh
Tout le monde Do give me that rose-
budded flower glistening red boiling
fromst the kiss of my flesh Ohhh Tout
le monde give I life Ohhh Tout le monde
give I bliss
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Then
A knock at the gate-“who is there”
is heard “it is thee”
It slides ajar across the threshold
didst enter Guyon Enters he with
thyrsus purple plum headed in hand into
this luminal land enters he she uncoiling
springs with prrrr her heart beats faster
the shadow grew darker he sings
Sphynge thy cunt be
sweet bliss to the lips of I that wine
fromst thy hole be Sufis elixir nectar
sweet to the flesh of I that cunt of
thee be a flower perfumed be a flower
scented with thy desires for I look at
I with those eyes je ne sais quoi give
I ast sings dean
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That sweet nectar
that is wine to my lips.
Black bearded beast
fragrant flower of the
night
Spread well those
turgid petals to my
sight
Entwine me in those
musky tendrils tight
but
That I may cat-like lap
that soft hooded bud
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Sphynge sprung
prrring clutching Guyon in the arms of
she he she dragged to the bed with
sweet sighs fromst he dragged he to the
bed licking the neck of he ast rolling he
o’er upon the bed didst she lick he along
limbs kissing the eyes of he upturning
he she prrring she run the tongues tip
along the thyrsus of he sucking its
purple plum head sighing he ast
o’erturning she he nibbling an ear of he
twirling finger thru the tresses of he
prrrring prring she he moaning sighing
in delight moist moan and burning sigh
licked she the flesh of he o’er rolling he
twixt the thighs of she he she clutched
and twined limb to limb coiling limbs in
tight clutching grip mouth to mouth lips
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pressed to lips breaths to breath hair
meshed in tangled net clutching pressing
chest to breasts into buttocks nails dig
along back nails tear biting lips sighing
he in delights orgasams rapturousness
whilst with the eyes of he gazing into
the eyes je ne sais quoi of she she
pressed chest to breasts a soft cry
fromst he he quivered then lay still she
had her fill a new rose red with a
shadow in the heart of that rose which
beat in pulsating beats betwixt her
breasts ast a new withered rose lay on
the bed he lay still ‘neath the eyes je ne
sais quoi she prring
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Nihilist I say some say I the named
Tao be not the Tao
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