This rational space
where limits materialize
apparitions and immanence
of a faith resolved
parlance for the void between
awaking thots
a fluttering hazy facticity
further to acclaim notions
time devolves . . .
Morning resonance from spatial debris
acerbic effluent
contriving the image
the blood observes
the principle of steel
and stone
winter thaw enveloping
the fragile mind
Carried light thru
prosthetic clock-time
a mantle glows
burnished tainted imbrication
one envisions an effigy
from depths where duality
conjures the undulating flame
constraining roots of singularity
Mourning semblance
where the contours deviate
a paper-space topography
of imprecise omens
prismatic splintering
reflecting the inanimate
shadow-cast evolution
one mirror’s eye-image
the entangling void
of physical estrangement
Figures for the labyrinth
a womb’s cursive surface-trace
fluid movement resuming
rhizomic patterns
creation’s fault-line wound
returns to the image
coarse-wind incarnation
physicality’s constellation
mollifying synergistic indeterminacy
Tangibility in thot
process undefined
saturation point of porous membrane
the flesh siring
an external causality
sparse lung space
to filter the debris
transient span of cloud-mass forms
cultivating periodicity
within obfuscation
Testament unearthing
helical blood structures
indecisive attenuation
evolving histories
amid fates of dissonance
each plurality possessing
an integral aggregate
iron-gate immanence
its degrees of emptiness
enveloping reflection
Descending scales’
tidal-surge perturbation
easy answers loom
apparently irrational apparition
tethered to rusted moorings
a present tense is
incremental and poignant
as lyricism
defying the logical
sight unseen
permanence in locality
Spatial functioanlity sufficing
to move the mechanism
outward
thru the prismatic block
perspective levels
tied to anterior thot
the stalemate is
inertial prostration
in the middenfields
the fulcrum shifts . . .
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i think
not to divine
the image
i associate with self
or limit thot
to the conundrum of being
a variable spatial entity
constituted
in this steeled gaze
thru the looking-glass latticework
a mirror’s vacant idolatry
and an existence to retain
a landscape of massed errata:
a consciousness
of conditional occlusion
as in these small things
which manifest
a sobering elegy’s
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INSIDE THE FATIGUE
OF THIS REDACTED METTLEWORK-EPISTEMOLOGY
I HAVE FORMED A TOLERANCE-SOLACE
INACCURATE YET
AWARE THAT BEAUTY LINGERS
ONLY IN THE MIND LONG ENOUGH
TO STEAL THIS GAZE FROM ASSURANCE:
AGGREGATES OF A RAPT PASTS’
INACCESSIBLE EMPIRICISM
HAVING ALLOWED THE THUNDER
INSIDE MY HEAD TO ELIMINATE
THE THREAT OF SILENCE
TO FIND IN THE MIRROR
A DIMINISHED SPECTRE
CAUGHT BY FUGAL UNCERTIANTY
therefore . . .
one is advisedto peruse theseincendiary rubble statesconflagrative potentialities
Ghost Dharma
thots continue to create
the spaces i place myself
within
perceptions of a lighted doorway
being one reason
to forget what is
past
this space between the storms
as one is aware
to dispel
the corridor’s pallid apparition
the heat from this little light
interiorized
the existence of the heart
reduced to ashes
outside
the advent of worlds
infused torso-vacancies
opening the door
with purging eyes
as such beauty is
sundered
by materialistic measures
AS ONLY TO BECOME
GRADUALLY AWARE
WE SHARE THE SAME
COVENANT WITH MATTER
ACCUMULATIONS IN THE MARROW
THOUGH MUCH (THOT)
ESCAPES FRUITION
ONE PERCEIVES
A TIDAL EBB
FRAMING A CIRCULAR SOURCE
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AS A STREAK OF LIGHT IS
INCAPABLE OF POSSESSION
BY ONE
WHO MUST VANQUISH
THE THOT
OF TREPIDATION
?
. . . As one enters sleep . . .
riven-dark
& the stars
which press
these cold
chaotic leavings
deeper towards
the fleshy core
temporal as
these words are
(only) skeletal pilings
moving the infrastructure
to the rhythms
of a scripted solstice (solace)
wintering
in a soul
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the possibility of nothing
in lieu of where
we place this
aspiring
ideological verisimilitude
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