Multitudinous micro-
oscillations manifest
misleadingly,
Quarks quintessentially
quantify questionable
quantum- permanence,
Subatomic structures subtly
simulate substantial
superficies
Macroscopic mutability,
Fleeting fluctuations
fabricated from formless
frequency- fields,
Intricate interfaces interlock
intersecting illusory imagery,
Disintegrating dimensions
deceive dedicated density-
seekers,
Evanescent energies
effortlessly evade external
examination,
Architectural absolutes
automatically atomize along
apertures,
Vaporous voids vividly veil
vast vacuousness.
Fleeting matter masks
quantum voids.
The sandy beach
thins into a wash of rounded pebbles
where the tide licks,
before that a muddy ribbon
trickles briny trinkets surged up
from the oceans bottom.
Here be the bones of tiny seahorse dragons,
and bloated macroscopic marine algae,
their seaweed green strands inflated
until the sun bakes
their pale upturned pods into pyrite beads.
Fractured mollusk shells splinter the broken claws
of minuscule crustaceans -
all the natural flotsam of debris trawling waves.
A sculptured driftwood expressed into mythic forms
anchors its art where the wind combs.
Sometimes coins, both new and old, surface
to be pocketed once more.
Obscure metallic treasures knuckle
and poke-mark the shoreside
with their unanswered questions.
I have no questions, walking the dawn light
I am a shipwreck, my mind roaming
along the shores edge.
My heart a seagulls cry, a wilderness call
that keeps me fishing for new depths
of a fathomless self.
Articles of Utopia
The Macroscopic Disaster Act:
All disasters shan’t be allowed to
Grow past 1/1000
Of lethal size
I shrink into a dot
Macroscopic to a naught
Microscopic to myopic
A knot obsolete and chaotic
I dissolve into thin air
Trapped and gagged by fear
Strapped to my own devices
I pale and fade in the light of my vices
I vibrate like static
And tense with panic
As the overcast cloud advances
And looms over me like a tomb
Anticipating the unsightly eruption of her womb
To drown my logic
And possess me with her black magic
I shield my flame
And expand the dot I've become
Into a timeline bold and straight forward
I recapture the present mode
And lose myself in the storm
The gusts of her scorn come
Hostility and animosity,
At the centre of this complexity
My irrational mind cannot forgo
My heart on a string like a yoyo
Superstition is real
It’s inundation can kill
I disappear into the future
To regain composure
05-28-2015
"Write me sad"
Of the microscopic and macroscopic with all that lie in the in between
Of light passing through our thin tissue membrane skein
Of our bodies a filter and all life proportioned by golden mean
Of foundations laid down with line and form in dark caves keen
Of cultures that rise and fall or yet to have been
Of the extension of time across oceans and sky black or cerulean
Of the dawn of the universe and its continuing demean
Of new galaxies born from the dust of dead stars never before seen
Of heaven and hell, death and rebirth in an infinitely churning turbulent organic machine
Of traveling inward and outward and back again in hope to glean
From our search of ourselves to become as more human beings
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