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