From Stars. We're Galaxy

those stars,
who came from
stars. To star
here. us to study
who do also they

Truly, Judge

It all pays dividends in sweet nobility of the soul.
The evidence is clear. Thorn to rose--the boot-strap,
photosynthesis. These are natural processes.
quantumed up. [processing this information].  The
story will end comedy for certain. Written in red.
Wise. Laughter to banish.

Witch West

I told a tale.
the story
it happened
fiction-based
reality. Medium:
Message.

Spring in Fall

Babalon,
 becoming,
I bloom.
 Red,velvet.
Diamond dewdrop.
Rainbow, star.

Guan Yin

Spider is Thought

Time webbed with dew drops of the imagined,
where those moments catch the light- they can
 outshine creatures caught there. I spin to behold
 what rays out in every direction. Yeah, though
I bask in the shadow, it becomes. encompasses.
More. Spider-spin.

Unobserved

I'm spectral. Slipping glimpses
form my sight since i myself
 am phantasm, I hear the other haints
whispering at these times, I call
 to Cipriano to usher, that we
might hear. a clear voice. Unobserved,
i bloom into shadow. one hand,
and tree fall, insubstantial-- as always-- noticed.