Saturday, December 8, 2012

4016. TIMEBENDS

TIMEBENDS
I would be hard-pressed to report back -
strange land, strange place. I am living
an Earth-nowhere at all. I travel, in place
with the light and the volume, pretty much
undetected, standing as I might on any old
corner selected. I can twirl the world just by
thinking, and no one seems in on the trick.
These little creatures, so curious, so odd,
they fluctuate and bray around me, first in
focus and then far out - in the middle of
each, this small heart-felt flame flickers.
I call them unconscious, though they
Think they're aware. In my father's house
are many mansions - it's been said.
Has anyone ever thought what that
means? Oh these small rooms, so
confining, it seems : One tiny locus
in a much larger place.

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