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Collision of Thoughts Unthinking (09-23)

hear I sometimes
the silent ones
so mischaracteriz’d

how are they?
or why?
to serve
to rule
to just pass time
with me?

possibly
my presuppos’d control
over them
be their way
of regulating my performances
both regular and unnatural

Collision of Thoughts Unthinking (06/23)

Myself Sown
    In
Mystery’s uberous Womb:
Fertilization
    of
Void and Benumbment:
    Motion:
Polyembryos of Time…
Final Prelimit = Eternity
“… at Infinity’s Door
    Abandon’d…”
Farewell, dearest Knowledge!
Greetings,
U
                N
                 K
                   N
                     O
                       W
                         N
                                   Knock!
                                   Knock!

Secondary Soul (from the Time Capsule)

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as far as she
        shines
flyeth she
   till a wall
wherein she’ll penetrate
curiously and see
          behind
to the next wall

how she might
despair
        fantasizing
great flocks
         of dust mold’d
with space
to a clay
      ever confusing
      and reidentifying

I’m born
                I live
I die
(suppos’dly)
Something’s before
                         during
                              and after
             me
(suppos’dly)

          but
of myself a part
has always been
   I
      of Everything

or is Everything
               Me?

for Now
…perhaps

Fishing in the Fog

eyes have sunken
through stilly water

open
asleep

yet drifting awake
inside that other world
thinner than th’ inlying soul
of time

tracking the footsteps
of a Meaning

after surfacing
will pen and paper
at the ready
Remember?

Cerebration Block

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the sinew of my thoughts
has melt’d away
scattering their bones
in a crapshoot
to indecision

what can I dream up next?

gotta smear
that blank canvas
let the daubs
inspire my sight
ere I sleep on it

Contemplation

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over half a century ‘tis been
since to th’ unknown
Time first spoke
in the vocabulary of tears

and now Heaven’s Brew crashes
o’er my lodgings
into the blueness
stirring ever brightly
‘twixt th’ Eastern Valley

and tears are spoken again
on Time’s wake
binding myself with old vows
will ever I keep?

Reverie

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into the wind
be sown
thoughts

their fruits
never reaching
full richness

that eyes alone
might savor a sight
without rendering
any meaning

Floral Telepathy

look at me

let thy sight
slowly fade into thought

contemplate
where you’ve never been

inside my kingdom

you the sentient

the pupil
of the live inanimate

and graduate
to savor my essentia