Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck Poet Parallelismus Membrorum

Confusing Fusions

What's my point?
I often ask
too seldom
Where's my circle?

Good days are right
as bad feel wrong dark night

And what's our peak communication point?
Where were we when I last remembered? 
you Here
me Now
positively co-invested relationship
bilaterally unnumbered

Light shines in cooperative circles
I quickly exclaim
with delight
too seldom
more forgetfully relents
my dark descends

Past points
not worthy of epic warm melodies
yet unworthy of cryptic cold antitheses 

Of tipping points
to purge Yang divisive causes
against resiliently brilliant
Yintegral effects
unbounded round

Unstuck spiraling in-between
celebrating cooperative approaching peak comedies
avoiding trauma speaking narratives,
decelerating uncompelling
disappointing unpointed tragedies,
disjointed lack of co-relational sense
desecrating reproductive round 
continuous romance,
encircling warm lights
empowering eager tipping points

Repeat again,
What's my point?
I often say
too seldom
Where's our highest
and widest
and deepest
unconditionally warm circle?

Why do knowledge
and information
always have at least one unquestioned point?

While wisdom
unfolds in muse mysterious
warm
and win/win welcoming
round wombed circles
of integrity's most sacred
deepest sensory
healthy wealth potential.

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