PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

Urd (self A)  

is living in a universe  

serving as the main recipe  

for reminiscence,  

and in this land,  

she has no perception  

and therefore is as alive  

as a fence post.  



Verdandi (self B)  

likes to surf the second hand  

and slip and plunge down  

past the sensor-wand that zaps  

her into Urd's body  

while resuming down  

into the googles  

of other Urd corpses.  



All this,  

just so that Verdandi  

could regenerate  

like one of those  

pull-and-wait-for-your-number-  

to-be-called ticket dispensers  

that the moon's gravity  

likes to pull so much,  

causing that stream  

of ticket-to-ticket  

broken sound barriers.  



The only way Verdandi  

is connected to Urd  

is by her conformity  

to Urd's once-existent  

characteristics,  

as if Verdandi was conforming  

to a deceased historical figure.