These Things Jump At Me-

Operatic hums of the vacuum cleaner runs
As a maze of fibers brushed grains and frames of matted faces
I see mountains and plains and valleys
I'm inspired I image
These things
jumps at me
As I sit outside on my deck open fire pit
Natures all around me
I hear the robin's serenade
calling me sounds ode I hear a symphony
With my eye I see on the grasses before me, ant's parade
I'm inspired I image
These 
It jumps at me
walking by me
inspired walking robins talking
I'm inspired I image
These, those, the Pareidolia 
wholly I feel wholly
I'm engraved red slanted-eye euro Mongolia
See the stars as early morning lightening bugs
It jumps at me
The skies breaths as winds embrace me
I see the branches and leaves on the trees waves at me
I lay on the grounds I see in the clouds faces of crowd
A vertical line melancholia
dystonia zoophoia photopia I see
wholly I feel wholly
I'm inspired I image
I'm inspired I image
These things
jumps at me
These, those, the Pareidolia 



7/26/20 © 2020

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