Monday, August 21, 2017

Once a Future

Late
Afternoon and
I hold my balls in hand.
The world should be a better place.
Wait.

Hylozoist

Matter represents itself
As all possible reality.
This apple isn’t orange,
It is roughly vermillion.

I knew as much when I
Was only four years old.
I liked the feel of warm
Sand on a sunny day.

I built office buildings
For little plastic citizens.
My best friend was far
Away at kindergarten.

I barely knew who I was.
I knew what I could do.
How do you access the
Unconscious by yourself?

A fortiori, you understand
Yourself as a subconscious.
At the core, we know what
We think of a slow sun sink.

The sun becomes the moon.
Moon becomes midnight.
Ralph said stars are alive.
I let me soul come and go.

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