Sunday, April 23, 2017

slkjlei

Squinting into the mirror
trying to reconfigure its dimension
what mirrors me that i can't see
abstracted to its angle.

A flash through flow and I feel its form,
hearing it in a floating note
when I read a line and feel its fire
It fills me with its ocean.
To dip my hand into its truth
no words that cling to air can name
little bubbles blurting endlessly
encapsulating infinite
come up short and float away

I feel it in a tear jerk,
as if this other worlds strings were pulled
like a friend I know more then myself
infinite lingers below this surface
smiling and crying
making love to all these endless parts. 

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