Colors may shift
through morphed lines
across warp times
colors may drift
Colors may rift
temperate signs
veteran kinds
that colors may lift
Invention is
dialectic
add synthetic
morph conventions
Grown dimensions
energy shelves
compound themselves
inside intentions.
Why is light and life
a cascade in myriad forms
sprung through nothingness
Why does gravity
bring all matters together
social distancing.
Evolving wrong
directions night
blind at first sight
leaves break new songs
Synthesis strong
packed very tight
no need to fight
reasons long gone
Stake department
eats meat quite rare
corralled pairs
veal compartments
Unions blent
conflated air
corporate shares
hearts shoved stents
The Earth is too pure;
fade with death to forget truth
existed elsewhere
The ocean is pure;
Jesus is truth, you, not much
exists before tomorrow
Death purifies sin
a soil tide line
taking the lost home.
Ontological
everything said rises
time shuffles itself
Cascades of fury
waters’ fighting turbulence
carve the course of time
Relativity
close to the edge of zero
singularity.
Mourning’s red clouds arise
after the midnight sun
with a day that breaks
like the powder of a gun
wind arises and no one knows
when small rippling patterns mint
where waves will go
The enjambment of lines
is the sweet breadth of time
with knots to cross rolling seas
four poor sheets to reach shore
On high planet plains
stand summits of mortal refrains
hyper-cubes of gruel
lessons learned for school
Row, row, row your oaths
penitently down a stream
barely, barely, barely note
where it leads is not the joke
Mars is higher than Earth’s
moon low on the horizon cloaked
Jupiter izs higher than Mars
Pluto ‘s summary tension stars
The body belongs to the world
yet mind arises within it
terminal flesh crumbles to pathetic dust
while spirit continues without it.
