Tag Archives: #dislocation

THE SUN ON SUNDAYS

If confusion has you
(distance and emotion
means the heart skips
smoothly across wishes
of a dreaming spirit)

If you love
(me, i’m the agent of
confusion by way of
my unbridled mind)
a soul, the kindness is
smoothly a skipping stone

And inevitability is cousin
to fate, two clouds
serenading the sun
on Sundays the tears
of two hearts
shower-resembling flowers
like breathing-beating souls

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NON-MATERIAL ISSUES

The universe laughs
it jeers and sneers
at the folly of matter!

Little is of no reality
nor is large – beset by all
conjure a shape – our fall

Location is our dislocation
a point upon a map – a dot
that spreads across the lot

Fathom what you cannot know
and know that you cannot see
even the smallest of creation!

But never speak to the universe
what is love or feeling or sensation
for it is not a part of its creation

We are part of and part out – see?
a duality of this and that
our animality versus spirituality

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