Archive for May, 2011

Room 83

May 29, 2011

In room 83
a guildhall of sorts
freed slaves once gathered,
asking their chains back.

Room 82

May 27, 2011

Room 82 was its own place, and in itself
could make heaven or hell, a hell of heaven or
even (occasionally) a heaven of hell.

Room 81

May 26, 2011

And there―there is nothing, she said
as if she was hiding something
in that room labeled “81”;
yet she let me open the door
(I only saw old mannequins
and working tables in dim light).

Room 80

May 25, 2011

I have seen old men cry when room 80 was mentioned.

Room 79

May 21, 2011

Room 79 was a garage,
shutter half open in the summer;
moms was sitting on a bucket, just
one foot inside, shading from the sun,
licorice in her pubescent hands
when pops came and took her from behind.

Room 78

May 20, 2011

He was persuaded that in all his acquisitions he would soon be swept away, yet he had selected for the diversion of his mind and the delight of his eyes works and objects of a suggestive charm, which he amassed in a room he labeled with the number seventy-eight (when asked why, he would only whisper “Metatron, Metatron” with a troubled look in his eyes).
Sometimes, at evenings, he sits in the middle of what through the years became a most weird storage room, and with a twisted accent he murmurs
Hyperbole! de ma mémoire
Triomphalement ne sais-tu
Te lever, aujourd’hui grimoire
Dans un livre de fer vêtu…

Room 77

May 19, 2011

The laws were written on stone tablets, in number of 770 (plus 7 with interpretation laws, whose location is unknown) which were kept in 77 sealed clay jars which were kept in 7 iron-reinforced crates which were kept in room 77.

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