In spite of melting
I am formed of clouds
Cast on the wind

I am nature's mutation
Existing without being

Life churns in avenues and cinches
I am cosmic expletives

Tear me apart
And let me wisp
And deteriorate
In the map of stars

Give me nothing
But a push
And I will drift forever

Who is that?
Was it me once?
What is "What is what is?"

I remember bleeding
Before tears

I am seated in the cusps
Of fissures in time

Harrowed
Is my nature
Unto oblivion
I am

Oblivious

For
I have no mind
For earth

Auspicious ostensibly ostentatious pontification expounded
Proliferation of erratic introspection elucidates subconscious
aggrandizement

Internalized defensive antagonization of subversive intention toward affirmation
Irrational exacerbation of separation from an inconceivable force

Liberation begets elation of self
The soul-mind complex regurgitates doubt
Infinitely separating composition exposed
The illusion of individuality

Convolution brings malice in ignorance
Through dissonance in emotion
Collaboration of thought incites foundational expansion

To indoctrinate logic of subjective philosophical altruism
Pulchritudinous is agape affection, for we revel in its touch

Never to set our eyes on other stars
We gaze out at the sky
And forever wonder

To wonder you must wander
Take a trip in mental quips
Read a book, get lost in it
Start questioning your essence
Let loose your grip, forget the present

You can see a lot of things
That make you wonderfully confused
And spend a day or two, a year or so
In answering what you don't know

But eventually, you'll just run dry
And wonder what others think
So read a book, and take a look
And into ignorance you'll sink

Intelligence and ignorance go hand in hand
I'm ignorant in ways that I don't even understand
I need to find a new perspective,
To let my mind expand
I'll just pick any direction to head in
And venture into wonderland

I was all nines
Until I saw the value
In the openness of zero

Ebb and flow in vortices, and flee in mirrored peaceful erred exhaustion
Allbecoming seas of melodies, and vibrancy begotten
I flitter close, but never near, and deaf but hearing through ethereal whispers

As all is one, rewritten
I am scattered in starlight, and nothing is old as new
Transformation wrought akin
No desolation lies without, within, about this empty chasm of faceless space

I am erased
I drink in starlight, masking open caves within my mind
Light blinding my depths
Stark, cascading evanescence
Efflorescence
Retread, in small trees of branching particles

Large and small, are but currents formed by the hands of differently fractalline gods
We are afloat on stretch-ed space
The spirit is liquid, and the container is whatever fits to it
There is no emptiness in the Undry