<\/p>\n
EYES ON INSTRUMENTS<\/strong><\/p>\n My consciousness is being vented by your pores, The way it doesn\u2019t serve me, but is me <\/p>\n <\/p>\n BODY DOUBLE<\/strong><\/p>\n Your \u201clife without limits?\u201d But life\u2019s tenacity emits literal promises, The answer that matters is lurking <\/p>\n \u03a0\u03ad\u03c4\u03c1\u03bf\u03c2 \u0393\u03b5\u03c9\u03c1\u03b3\u03af\u03bf\u03c5<\/p>\n *********************************************************************************************************************<\/p>\n NOTE: The English-to-English translations below are works-in-progress<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Eyes on Instruments<\/strong><\/p>\n My consciousness is expelled by your body This is how I manifest <\/p>\n Body Double<\/strong><\/p>\n Define for me this \u201clife without limits\u201d But life is promise and literal promise Aspiration is the harvest of these <\/p>\n Translation \/ \u039c\u03b5\u03c4\u03ac\u03c6\u03c1\u03b1\u03c3\u03b7: EYES ON INSTRUMENTS My consciousness is being vented by your pores, to be contained by the aspic mould of your carnality, me being all over you in love, in sheer indulgence. The way it doesn\u2019t serve me, but is me is the way your tongue infects my heartbeat, the way your ear blooms as […] <\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"parent":124,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/251"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=251"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/251\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":354,"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/251\/revisions\/354"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/124"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/parospoetrysymposium.chs.harvard.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=251"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nto be contained by the aspic mould of your carnality,
\nme being all over you in love, in sheer indulgence.<\/p>\n
\nis the way your tongue infects my heartbeat,
\nthe way your ear blooms as a crystal clear persuasion.<\/p>\n
\ninsinuated itself into the metaphor of my impressions,
\nfrisking about in their ambivalence-
\na metaphor doubled.<\/p>\n
\nexact directions
\nthat have to be harvested
\nas if by a swordplay between musing and insouciance.<\/p>\n
\nbeneath all aspirations,
\nhoping to feed once more
\non an unabridged perhaps edition of my misdoings.<\/p>\n
\nyour pores contain what is corporeally mine
\nin excrescence of my love for you, saturating, spraying.<\/p>\n
\nin the way you have tongued my pulse
\n[as] in the way your throat blooms as a crystal clear percussion.<\/p>\n
\ninsinuated as it is into my impressions,
\nincomplete as they are
\nambivalently doubled.<\/p>\n
\nprecise vectors
\nto be gathered in
\nas between thought and indifference.<\/p>\n
\nsubterranean ideas
\nfiltering, in motion, the unabridged
\nedition of my misdoings and misdoings.<\/p>\n
\nStephen Mooney<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"