5 short poems from Rose Knapp

landscape photography of mountain under foggy sky

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Redisintegrated Disco

Pulsars pulsating sweating walls rip open
Skylines fall as the rave devours it
Into the rippling crimson night aglow in gold

Make it Stay

Bomb bomb bitty bomb bomb
Feeling like the sun on our face now

Why does it always have to go away?
Can we, can we make it stay? 


Is the unexamined life truly not worth living?
Would one choose to be a happy, content pig 
Or an unhappy, angst filled, suicidal human? 


Infinity on infinity of perpetual circumambulating 
Torrents of Turin torment 

Our consolation is that we are the interesting souls
Pain can be a paradise

Eckhart Ice Dialectic

The same eye in which I see God
Is the same eye in which God sees me

Monotheistic God morphs merging with 
Forms of the divine femme, Sophia

Bio: Rose Knapp (she/they) is a poet and electronic producer. She has publications in Lotus-Eater, Bombay Gin, BlazeVOX, Hotel Amerika, Fence Books, Obsidian, Gargoyle, and others. She has poetry collections published with Beir Bua Press, Hesterglock Press, and Dostoyevsky Wannabe. She lives in Minneapolis. Find her at roseknapp.net and on Twitter @Rose_Siyaniye

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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