Prelude
...Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor.
We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light.
Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats
momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses
its body...
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Categories:
haptics, angel, art, assonance, beauty,
Form: Blank verse
Hieroglyphs and Holograms
...I am lost in the heart of time and place
Stranded between the present and past
In my view are members of a civilized race
Whose slaves build stone pyramids to last
Hieroglyphics etched to ...
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Categories:
haptics, future, history,
Form: Rhyme