ensō poetry can only
be defined
as arithmetic on
amphetamine, in terms
of how disengaged
you can be from
the fact of complex
phonetic units in existence
that defines asia and the
siberian tundra extensiveness,
to complex anti-diacritical
arrangements of
akin lettering to akin numbering:
complex meaning
hone in, make a camp fire
take to being rooted in one place,
don't scatter yourself
like the english tongue
on which the sun never sets
and the tongue that sees no lunar
cyclone cycles of thought,
but in constant chaos
of the helium-hydrogen star
explodes to 24h news reels where
nothing actually happens,
nothing personal at least -
me? a pianist with a blank score canvas...
most people are afraid of blank pages,
i say, a lot of people are
afraid of blank pages,
but they're not afraid of the pages with
writ and small print, gladly taken,
childhood gladly forgotten.