Motes,
castle dreams
Lazily ascending float.
As end portal
phone line of light is
Telling me these
afternoons
stay awhile.
So live
like magpie
chortle captures
All fray nights as flights,
As he insights
air back to freedom.
A live reclining chair whim
on mind of breezes
humble beginnings
and tiny shifts grinning
poised for
all one -
no reason.
That which breaks lengths
of photonic waves making
Platonic spider caves of sunsets
Into learnings.
Which are burnings
shriftful-pupil of paramour.
Which breaks to write!
Autumn smiles,
old balances,
Go!
Harvest!
magnetica!
Take this poem
to your dust bed,
I will know you tomorrow,
The place space port
orb flung will fall back,
align gaze signatures.
Charred ships
may smoke
From hope,
running along
Our contours.
No tv capitals inside
Our bubble brackets
of time.
That
Forever...
all movies are ours,
Your wings to fill my home,
The dot
in the dot
in the dot...
The perfect spinning of us,
The celestined unlock,
The slow big momentums
Life-slide-dock, home,
Mandelbrot...
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