Phosphorescent planetary
paths petrify prematurely,
Profoundly powerful
photospheres perish
pathetically,
Prominences polarize,
Propagating parabolic
phantom - shadows,
Preterite plasma - bursts
petrify periodically,
Precipitating permanent,
pitch - black primordial -
gloom,
Prototypical pulsars
paradoxically portend post-
stellar doom,
Profound planetary
patriarchs perish perpetually.
Over the head of each metatarsal
you can see
where each has been pounded,
some more abused than others.
Over the years
new prominences and depressions
form and reform.
Surreal faces appear
within the lines of the skin,
features that now seem
to look inward
as if the hammer had become that
which it had once so heavily hit.
In the tenderness of your elder years,
if you touch one of those metatarsal heads
with a sensitive fingertip
you can trace back the life-step,
where you had been faced with
just 5 choices
or less.
Over the head of each metatarsal
you can see
where each has been pounded;
some are more abused than others.
Over the years
new prominences and depressions
form and reform.
Surreal faces appear
within the lines of the skin,
features that now seem
to look inward
as if the hammer had become that
which it had once beaten.
In the tenderness of your age
if you touch one of those metatarsal heads
with a sensitive fingertip
you can trace back the step,
where you had been faced with
5 choices.
The information
comes from the stones
bits are born in
bumps. Impact is creation.
I come into existence
with a cry and quickly fade,
muffled in smoothness.
In the globe
faces are like a vague
curtain of mist
with shiny particles
of disruption. Only
the prominences are real.
The globe measures
reality by impact.
It's really an information
universe. I travel
an assembly distance, not space,
put together gas to solid,
confusion to crystal.
In the globe,
I vanish with silence.
My particles wash away.
A froth of turquoise topped waves
pummeled the lava stone
grinding asphalt-black slabs into bits which hugged the waters edge.
Skeletal shards of white coral were scattered
amongst the dried, scorched after birth.
Relentlessly, the ocean pounded
leapt with a jet-engine roar into the air.
Balancing droplets of salt water
upon lichen covered shelves and prominences of pitchy rock
Growth in the cauldron of the Crone.
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