We are of One Mind -
ethereal monstrous mind,
not inherently vicious
prone to random acts of terror.
One Mind swims,
slips through your time and mine.
Thought-eels mate in that gelatinous
body of I ’ness.
Legends grow into settled science,
words like krill swell
reach Brobdingnagian proportions,
become too big to fail, reach into the realms
of deniable plausibility.
Of course we must argue and differ,
debate and judiciously slaughter;
alone we are sprats and minnows
in the belly of a godly Kraken.
Of course we are One
but I do believe
that you’re all in My ocean
and I am Not in yours.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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