Existential exercise
--In & Out--
Eternal ebb and flow, the
Catalyst of the ages
Revolving and funneling
Precipitating and materializing
Quarks and photons into
Histories and futures and
Laughs and lies

As for me
Flashing flecks of phosphorescence
Suspended in apparent array
Coalescing yet dispersing
Exchanging and churning
Fulfilling and yearning
Digressing and exceeding
Settling and dispersing
Dividing and multiplying

Til accidental overdose on
Logic and reason
Makes mental machinations
Manifest the One and not
The Other,
As if 1 and 2 didn't
Count the same thing

Sharpest incisions never hurt at first
Only the cold, stark shock
The snapshot of gaping flesh
The temporary absence of pain
Lending necessary time cushions
Beckoning denial  .  .  .

Til delayed despair descends
Overflowing through lips and eyes
Bursting blood vessels
Bubbling & burping out of
Tear ducts & cracks in skin
Til, empty now
Nerve endings dry and wither
Mutilated muscles cure into jerky &
LAST LIQUIDS congeal into flaky crusts
******* the orifices
-- Quivering --
As LAST GASSES **** out the
Top and bottom, dissipating --

Silence settles after
LAST ECHOES  .  .  .

Once I lived as a fish
Without ever making a wish
Once I lived as a lion &
Went my whole life without crying
Once I lived life as a bird
Without ever saying a word
Once I lived life as the Sun
Without ever having fun

Now I'm a man, you see,
And I forgot what I used to be,
But I'm sure I'll lose this form too
And perhaps I'll live on in you

Sweet and savory tides
Fill the self-perpetuating void
Spinning spokes of inspiration
Distillate of jungle and earth

As for me, unwritten bites of
Sound and blurring blends of black and white,
The journey up and down made
One wonder
If the players played the game
Or the other way around

Rolling the dice with intentions undetermined
The dance eased on
--Push & Pull--
Marbles gravitating and compressing,
Dividing and merging--
Til cross-eyed observers forgot what they're looking at

Accidents and ignorance
Paved the way
With unexpected blessings
As the seeds of unintended
Consequence
Blossomed
in the Fertile Fields of Fate  .  .  .

Glistening golden cells
Geometrically stacked
Decanting crystalline ambrosia
Sweet and sticky
One step from the Sun
Dripping, oozing from on high
From its mathematic matrix
Millimeter by millimeter
Into my mouth