I don't write, I paint myself blind with words...diogenes herded...ignorance...gilded cages...filling up on beauty unleashed...free will's maddening fractures...eyes that need to smell to see...
June 3, 2016
modernity tries hard: android augment anguish, forge bellow skin ...................... manufactured apathy, chronicled accidentally
what I often think covers best part me
stoned rain skip pattern glass velvet
you all smells its, pollen stardust ahah(s)
sun dagger lean clearings
dive into thirteen circles
the complete western hem
gorge blood iron salt slow
~ subatomic poem particle
conifer licking, timed a fire
coming, painting along a landscape
I calculated chances, random faith adhesion(s)
~subatomic poem particle
left ventricle valence shell hell
bent on not being empty when
dead
or stuck
temporary
loop toy accidental small asteroid skim poems
a caught deep in the heart-ed part of you, in the adirondacks
childhood sliding adolescence, dew clung summer nights
one though, I remember, my hands wet with clay
leeches on my ankles, recording music stop sound
peer silhouette flapping cardboard petal movement
record keeping ablaze inside the marrow
tomorrow still sleeping while
a streaking sun goes on pushing words
where scent might be seeking a memory
or two or three or so on, woven to wear
thin mountain once, low tide nursery rhyme ...
EJR ©
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