nowledge is a crayon in mouth

[wordsaredreams]

the distance is a hive of BE, BEING.

BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE
BE BEING BE

an arboreal uroburos uprooting itself

("death is the root of us")

the vishnu dream is a popped balloon popping itself

("i am a mountain tonight")

sunshine is the hummingbird

bursting

through the eyes of the skyline

YOU ARE EVERY FACE

back

to source
our course
of course
is ONE

smokey sage water webs of the ostrich

ha shi ho
ha shi ho
ha shi ho

swallow the swallow

for certainly lightning is just

water without the whales

yours is a civilization of candles and seahorse prairie dogs

a ram with centipede cities for legs

i pulled the song out of

the air

and put it in my throat

and

let it out as a note:

the flute is a marriage

of

two animals:

one light

one night

one tooth

three bared to the bare air

the tongues are trees

opening to

non-ness

whole

groundless

shhhhhhh

the olive once black might

make fields of mice

swim strings of time

and

language became wet
language became wet
language became wet
language became wet

i am

i am

i am

i am

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

i

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

am

it had had had to be twelve

for here the owls heart is an eardrum dream

of

milk

melting

birthed

from the

s e l f o r g o t s e l f

and i wake up on

this

I-land

inside
out
inside
out
inside
out

the bee is what is the hive is what is now you still are here like a living room leg twitch on the chair i gave away for chest hair and rebirth change a crack ck ck ck ck ck ck ck knuckle you are every one voice sound

osou

osou

osou

la le lo

ha shi ho

la le lo

ha shi ho

eyeseyeseyeseyeseyeseyeseyeseyeseyes

everywHERE

ha shi lo

la le lo

ha shi lo

la le lo

ha

shi

ho

aum