Sheep overview on par with cheap birds chirping. Dream arm not replaced nor removed. People that look like animals and animals that resemble people. In the eyes it is found. Interactive waking and waning vacancy. Simultaneously quantified. Remembrance incorporated automatically. Pasta hips popping nameless numbers. Blame forged carriages of exploding heads. The weather is a […]
I take everything and anything out. I cast all memory, tendency of thought, prejudice and determination into the Furnace of Eternity. Reality is way too slippery from artifice to edge to facade to be making attempts at clinging.
Invisible rungs . . Fungus trucks wound around . . In the sound, tongues explode . . Vibrations quiver and split. Jug of me. Run and see. Over and beneath . . Tangled up in the key of trees.
Wise men who are a part of EVERYTHING!! Vacant lots connecting dots . . Nothing is supposed to have happened. No part of anything. Due course for the scheduled bottom. Sun blind monkeys . . Dialed up. Zip set roar broom used. Smoking a chicken foot with his mouth . . Milky eye . . […]
Snakes and arrows concurrent . . Sight through or insight into chaos . . A coalescence can occur . . Bias stripped away at the threshold of systems transfer.
Words that are worth their membranes. Holy Piss. Subatomic cranium. Tongue is in a rat wing . . Racing decimals . . Rabbit works for jerks and squirts. For a thing, to thunder in a line. It is like an arrow for psychic plants and flowers. Mortality swing! Logic strikes through the eye moving . […]
If unconditional love . . True love . . Real love . . If it is infinite and eternal, as it seems the thought should be . . Then, being eternal and infinite, love exceeds all meaning, since meaning is always relative and in a state of change or evolution (concurrent and implicit with all […]
Dropped white robe . . Blade of the river. Moving foam. Flagging fluid capes on a dragon’s (false) teeth . . Escape from umbrage beyond parasol umbilical symbol . . Giant mushrooms from the filled bath tub . . Water waits there for me. Welcome springs for tight corners . . Sample abstract . . […]
A bit of 3rd floor heat. Opened the windows. Time to meditate with sounds of small town Main Street traffic and late November crickets slicing through the damp air. Kisses for your invisible bottom.
Darkness comes and darkness goes . . Darkness digs itself a hole . . Deeper into the black and no turning back . . Change reigns supreme in the Palace of Light . . Until the night with no stars and no sight . . The undertow of Eternity throws contractions and spasms of primordial […]