Clarification thru all things
tangible and real,
size-able and unceasing
I see the dream thru
the senseless belief
mis-matched communication
and halt,
crying then for a logic,
for a decree
for windows to open
(the in of me)
think then and
pause,
dislodge this pause
to a fine dime
of half-stricken guilt
while
I reckon\
the all reckoning
all expansive
all the way human
novelty
of experiment shuddering awake
the night
the fingers wading
and waiting
and so on,
to grow back
thru the rot
thru all the art
of a passion
of supernatural focus
to subjection
supernatural
objection for
concentration
for a patience
to speak slow like
in old contemplation
groove suspends
balance secedes
and the moon rocks
the roots the river
and the beats,
always the beats
the blues,,
the pulse,,,
the music in
my rhythm's remedy
pulse
all expansion
piercing
the salt of it
burning clear
and clean
always stamping the gates
of iron wounds
Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 1:03 AM UTC
Clarification thru all things
tangible and real,
size-able and unceasing
I see the dream thru
the senseless belief
mis-matched communication
and halt,
crying then for a logic,
for a decree
for windows to open
(the in of me)
think then and
pause,
dislodge this pause
to a fine dime
of half-stricken guilt
while
I reckon\
the all reckoning
all expansive
all the way human
novelty
of experiment shuddering awake
the night
the fingers wading
and waiting
and so on,
to grow back
thru the rot
thru all the art
of a passion
of supernatural focus
to subjection
supernatural
objection for
concentration
for a patience
to speak slow like
in old contemplation
groove suspends
balance secedes
and the moon rocks
the roots the river
and the beats,
always the beats
the blues,,
the pulse,,,
the music in
my rhythm's remedy
pulse
all expansion
piercing
the salt of it
burning clear
and clean
always stamping the gates
of iron wounds
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