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Boom Clap Clap

Return Return

this inconsistent rhythm delivers the dissonance I wrestle with through the pounding feet and clapping palms of an out of step race

that’s the skin covered, bone laden, muscle jointing soul bearing race we call human
and we march to a beat that doesn’t sound right

just left-right-left-right-wrong-write-song-bout-left-and-gone-right-to-fight-what’s-left-from-right-that-on-and-on-sight

return return

we slithered east from Eden’s bride defy-ing our natural habitat of leaf and vine for human sacrifices and crying blood – bloodied sacrifices unhuman, always divine

we are the cities of Cain, building vertically our offerings of canned vegetables, much like the upward scale of cannibalistic unmentionables who’s flesh feeds corruption’s mouth

return return

to the first booming clap of clapping plans

boom clap clap

cries the scraps of lands

we are the green movement who farms amnesia gardens, forsaking the beds on which the heavens used to plough

now we clash with creation like these stomps with my sounds, because we all live like we won’t be kept by the grounds like we aren’t slaves to our hands

boom clap clap

cries the scraps of lands

weeping widows of soil and sun, heaving limbs on un-cursed figs, uncured predicament, predicative predictions of what would have been “In the beginning”

if the created would have listened to the booming clap of clapping demands

boom clap clap

cries the scraps of lands

boom clap clap

cries the scraps of lands

boom clap clap

cries the scraps of lands

boom clap clap

return return to beginning’s design, cries the inevitably forgettable regrettably inevitable grave, never benign - rewind

boom clap clap

return return to the tree, to forbid yourself of bitten fruit – fast, and feast on the afterbirth of your aborted self-inseminated root – reboot

boom clap clap

return return to the dust, eat and be filled as the serpent, crawl in the wombs and tombs you circumvent – rework it

boom clap clap

re re return – we we we were out of step with natures metronome, who clicks 1 2 3 4 5 6 then rests on the 7th

Boom clap clap
Return return…

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from Return Return, released April 11, 2011

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David Bowden Poetry Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

David Bowden started writing his first poems at 19 after an encounter with God on a road trip to Chicago. Since then he has been using spoken word poetry to exalt the Bridegroom and beautify the bride. David currently pastors a house church under and within Bridgeway Church in Oklahoma City, where he lives with his beautiful wife Meagan and cat Dexter. ... more

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