Tuesday, September 9, 2014

thought touch

see hear:  this
thought touch impenetrable
as if watery stones, waves
that I live farewell
these uncertain window curtains
to the soul such as eye
lids on the sun’s ramble. under
stand? my grief is far. entrench
habits well worn, cumber
some words meaning
less. afflictions are arithmetic.
equations that require balance.
pay homage to entropy.

happiness in drag. weather
or not whether, it rains. upside down,
the moon is a lie. life is not
prone to your beliefs.
because of this
I insert silence into space
surrounding the ambients, or.
its ambience. to possess
lingual finitude. an end
less will begin again.
cyclical pair-o-docks i am
moored to. more to this, add
infinitum.

dexterity. it is written
in tongue, ink well worn badges
of honor. tattooed to abstrusion.
i am an example of this.

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