blogmind

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

there are more words in certain books
than one can read in a day

i do not like wearing shoes
sipping from pools

distinctions of chaos and theory
fill as much as you can

and then blank everything


 

 


 

 


 

 

 

 

Why does that brown bird call?
Love.

Why does it love?
Because it was so loved.

Why does it quiet?


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

offsets of standard
focus rearticulates

nothing tonight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

race as deep as language
a lake

upon the moon

 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

lines are indefinite
which is more
thoughts arose or thoughts yet to be risen


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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your Name,
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neat. usa. grand inquisitor.


 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

final mind
good

bye as tho consciousness plays

 

 


 

 



 

 

 

 

why no yes


 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

beauty perambulates
high tense tune

time cast

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

calla lilly view
three swans

frost on a midnight lake


 

 


 

 

 

 

 

 

leaves fall
the weight of death
watching all year long
within winds to themselves
that they can do this
and suddenly
can't
high
hell
o

fire

disintegrated fairytales
everyone reads

science tests for god
death the only one

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Guilty questions and naive answers. No, wa--

Naive questions guilt answers. No, no--

Guiltless naiveté questions answers. No, not--

Answers naively guilt questions. My mi--

A single brush of ink.