Yeah, you live until CG and greenscreening
is child's play…
you pause a while, and think you have this
good idea, and in the process, you have it,
this is having that good Idea,
where I was free to write for fun, so long
as I define my terms, it was
along the same lines, as one of those deals
at the cross road, but here
we have freeways crossing, and the deals,
don't have real sharp edges,
Ockham's razor, seen real close, at this
smaller than men imagined,
before the Marvel Universe was Disneyified,
- soft blurry edge, down among the
- electrons, in the quantum foam,
- simplest answer is first to become
on that same wish, on that blue
Blue, girl, I cannot take you with me,
but meet me when we find the time,
once more,
dementia, aitia, at the door, mind wanders,
we think this real, you read and wonder is it.
Imagining fading away