"Messy Gobs"


Metaphors are such messy gobs we slice
Them mid-brain skullpting contours agreeable
To me aggregate appear from out shared
Language karma form conditioning mind
Energy us uncarnate vast endless
Here movement in cosmos consciousness then
Unbelievably we believe these thoughts
Are truth entities external things worlds
Sentient beings micro macro wave
Particles black holes quarks galaxies i
Others other than i principles rights
Laws and bleed their blood of pain self crafted