Subspace Triptych

descent: crack! sear sting oh… shocked into clarity sharp edged relief of now laid bare on a tempest slick satin slides catches my wrists pulls up pulls tight paradigm shift into controlessness now bleeds into forever the lash polishes beauty breathe, baby shallow and slow pulse under fingertips my tensile strength stretch tested stripped to basic need growl groan glissando snap crackle pop exploration: intellectual understanding withers in the flare of experiential wisdom. to be willingly splayed to the whim of Fate is freedom. how many times have you seen your true self? do you look away from your flaws, your deep secrets? hidden in your safe, little boundaries, do you wonder about the depth of your perceptions? the life of the mind, sliced loose from so called reality, lunges into the unknown with a will. how far back does the cave go? surfacing: it begins to creep in the blade of lamplight the spinning fan the cool, damp pillow flutterblink and sigh stretch against the wondrous ache, a souvenir downsplashed again on a tragically mistaken world color dims as soul sight recedes sound unlayers and sinks to mere noise muted and glaring, life awaits reentrance oh, fine. if I must…