stare off into space—
— oh diligent one
a next thought will find you in respite. or that slab of glass and metal ever next to you will help. send the silicon soldiers sailing! bits so uncertain you would shake in your boots if your reality were theirs. ah, but on the end of shakes, feeling. a beating heart floating through space, dripping blood, smiling arteries.
you ain’t never seen hope like this!
is the level of foam really enough to see the details of quark lapis lazuli dancing on moon faces that only appear when you stand back and let go of your eyes? sing when you see the cricket! a better song helps his life stretch out long down the dirt road ……. only to find an end in a bucket of paint splashed in the perfect chaos. an end to motion - yet pollock being remains. a conundrum. one to solve. grab your slab!
the striations always have stories. but you’d rather watch friends again for the 804th time, darling!
roll a fat one, make the paper long. give it a curve, sweetie. gift yourself a little journey on the smoke. follow it around the bend, into the bedroom, puff puf, eyes wide, almost closed, red, find your statue there, glance at the dancing bodies……
cement yourself in antiquity!!!!!!!
