Babies loudly screaming—so much substance!Youth intensely playing —missing no substanceAdults quietly plotting—obsessed with substance.Elders silently waiting—all substance gone.Grateful emptiness—how much longer? 04 September 2019Willow Springs
Tag: Poesis
Unchained Mind-walking
My visit to Abilene this last week has been quiet and refreshing after teaching two courses during the second part of Summer school. Humble thanks
and… still
…Still There she sits in memory Drifting on the edge of tomorrow Laughter fills the daydream light Tears baptize her pillows Time is stillness, time
never mine
Reaching out to the limits of the universe Desire stretches–grasp grasping– for a peppermint or whatever Empires rising and falling all of reality just a sweet little distraction
Tabernacle inertia
I would drift out sightless upon the water of the endless abyss obliviated of every memory and forgetting expectations. I would glide zigzagging the trade
Tell all the truth but tell it slant
Tell all the truth but tell it slant — Success in Circuit lies Too bright for our infirm Delight The Truth’s superb surprise As Lightning
CALL ME MAGGIE 
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