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the livid flowers of space
refreshed the wolves as
unravelled travelers
f
e
l
l
on their fur
like a dandelion d r i z z l e
THIS looks
like a great
place to pull
a coin out of a
crack in the couch
“it is very possible that I will achieve a greatness within my lifetime.”
i pulled
ribs from the
sky and placed
them in the eyes of
owls echoing owls echoing
i pulled
ribs from the
sky and placed
them amidst the ink under
the tongues of toddlers teetering
perfect
balance is beamless
I pulled
ribs from the
sky and placed
them in the eyes of
the
black bird
dropping
to
dead deer
pollinated caverns of ears,
o p e n i n g
“don’t know how much time I have on earth. one is the everything.”
duality is a dirty doorknob assaulted by acronymic fingers
reluctant to give in to reluctance, finger
tips tap and
tip hats to
have-nots
holding the hands of concepts, ONE hears the
jingling collar of
meaning
approaching
and lies
d
o
w
n
to mirror the moment not yet come emoc tey ton tnrmom eht rorrim ot to mirror the moment not yet come
language laughs
language laughs
opening itself to itself to oneself to
one
self
all-encompassing
the dictionary as dictionary?
diction is a childhood trip to dixon, Illinois
a bulldog with a forgotten name
buster, maybe
a christopher blind and bed-ridden
a choice with the voice of sarasvati
“all life is sorrowful,” said somebodhi
“all life is sparrowful,” said sunbodhi
I’ve got wings growing out from the ears of my toes and
“when someone says the word ‘butterfly’, i picture a balloon.”
pop
goes the easel spilling
paint into the eyes of
clever
little
chipmunks
scurrying off to monestaries of (mind) of
grass and twigs and big
footprints
s l o w l y
swalllllllllllllowed
up
by
rain
d
r
o
p
s
where definition creates reality and
that shooting star flies just
a
little
closer
than
gnat toes birthing
arrows
pointing inward on
inward on
inward on
wordless
oneness
and other infinite esses dressed and drenched in droopy-eyed arms of clotheslines coming
un
done
un
one
un
one
un
one
un
un
un
un