she released a

clear bubble balloon

during a violent

hailstorm.

then ran her bangs

behind her ears,

and curtsied.

you gave chase...

the ground ran with us.

seduced by our firebrand.

motion broke open more exotic

pulses, churning a blood of

delightful bewilderment.

leaving experience raw--for an

enchanting crosswind.

permeated by a Flower that smelled

itself, falling asleep on stone that

tripped your foot.

as i leapt atop you--hungrier than ever.

the colossi of oblivion

roam interplanetary barrens--

wearing ashen garlands

that drip flame.

watching the flames float away, eaten by

the concept less crush of what ceases no end.

hopelessly lost to the relative,

their consciousness continually

expanding...in meditative blasts.

(shedding cherry blossoms, & babbling brooks)

Arthurian swords pulled out of

the stones of more advanced minds--

blindfolded initiations that wield

event horizons.