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It’s 5pm and sunny in Ohio, 40 degrees
and dropping,
by dusk it will be grey turning to red
then black.

Where is the oyster shell now?
The heavenly picture
of a pale spume-tickled .
An unmarried Tudor lady
applies more cosmetic beeswax
to a Monarch butterfly.

I will see the road from my front window
for another hour.
At some time I will eat a cheese sandwich,
At the same time
Consequently I darkly develop 
a sunny-side up dawn
casually dressed omelet.

A Siamese cat, coats a Knight
with heraldic tar from a nightjar.
A clay Madonna carves out
epicanthic folds
from an African twilight.

I believe in chains of associations
leading to all possible outcomes.

House plants rent a niche of bedrock.
Plumes of cigar smoke flutter 
in airless Mayan canyons.
Factory farmed Quetzalcoatl’s
hustle the leafy bustles of housemaids
as they feather dust aspidistras.

Mind can join together
one probability or another,
one word to another,
words that seem unrelated
yet together trigger an image 
that feels newborn.

An iron skillet, crushes walnuts
on a coffin of dead elephants,
a black casket casts kitchen shadows.

Here’s the thing, this power 
that may seem like a weakness, 
actually
is the way the multi-universe works.

Camels swim an underground sea,
sand dunes wave over a once boozy tavern.
Humpback whales
recite the scriptures
of aesthetic scarab beetles.

The laws of poetically possible realities 
operate for you when you follow 
your imaginative mind-stream,
all these co-dependent transitional factors
want to link hands.

A speckled moonlight
chases a hen
around a weather vane
while a barnyard tornado
whisks a can of English beer.

Congratulations, you are now a creator,
demonstrating clearly
that you are a child of God.

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