Thursday, November 29, 2018

, So Some Do-Thing


I woke at the pointy peak

of billions of rock tons

furiously spat to unmistakably repeat

first words.

First, a word are.

To understand is to symbolize,

to create is to recreate.


I drew a deciduous green leaf in my mind.

I rode a good time as two friends talking, facing, spacing, breaking, walking, holding, lifting, lighting and being each other.

God were a word.

A word is every word.

They help me find a word.

- Data, metrics, our mere dimensions of eternal meaning -

I ignite the quiet light of my edgeless nothing,

For the Everything Accepter -

Sunlight through a window

Cell of a sequoia

Heartbeat of a skink

The Declaration of Independence

a good excuse - happiness - virtue - .










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