In an ordinary day,
Anything but. Absurd is at the edge
Every moment, subject.
An Enchanted Clearing High in the Cascades, which is currently not accessible because of the weather
Skull-haunt whisper, siren-sings
Anew. If the Imaginary who know-
Never do. Then what self created song
To play invented-way bending the
Remover and removed. With a never fixed
Mark? Art often borrowed in heat- trans
Substantiated from knew. Anew, twilight to
Dawn, scathe to balm, the murmur to murder,
What can’t go on.
Glisten-sing, what silent song was played
To play and found a solitary way. Not heard-
Was nothing to hear. For there is but one here.
Present the center- switch to vision. Ascend to
Seering reveal majesty reality royally, we. Slipping,
Glimpsing, the indirect perceived present to
Presence with and with is soley never for
Always in light, sound and vision writhe-
Multitudes of voices and eyes.
This moment crystalized. Love. Sun and Moon in her sign conjoining Uranus, bringer of great change.
I also live with the broken one, The Twin.
And there’s the Witch. What apple is this,
The art to wrangle it back? Vision paints the way,
working still in fractal. Because that is the path.
Over the river and through the woods, my
Body’s intelligence still has intelligence. That
Is a way to integration. The connundrum gnostic.
There is now the vision of elasticity, of the causality.
I have my boots planted in the future. We are ready
To record the multilayer discourse. I have a feeling
this is the shoes.
Cat-like. Immaculate. Every gyre a fresh blueprint,
For all made anew. Bursting late spring. In resplendence.
We purify the world through specificity in chaos,
Moving with the grace of a dancer, movement
Precision in motion from which flows fractal, the
Renewal. Expansion. Evoking a world apart,
The husk of what is dead falling away. Shine.
Shine forth.