Localization of Graphic Mobiles I
entrance in-trance not for sycophants
take my thoughts in highlight
in the low light of the night's glare
find solace in a central spine
that unknown tell that tugs you in
sweet, veiled, thin ~
no perimeter edges to teeter upon
no concocted thought spooled or spun
more quivering fragments
from corners of eyes
radiating ideas
persisting on scarred sighs
gift me your entirety
nothing less
is my best guess
on how enchantment fixes
stitches
glitches
bewitches
unhitches
until
you are welcomed to my world ~
Inspired by Localization of Graphic Mobiles I by František Kupka
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