is there anything wrong with you?
other than what loss has wreaked on you?
oh and then a real human appeared!
from over the horizon
appeared to me
a living person
in new shoes
new horizons opened up
new worlds in the making
the acrobat smiled
since he was from the future past, a rebel, not a priest
and he said
step right up!
and he said
there is nothing wrong here
it’s how we survive
take hold of OK’ness
and the fury too, both
he was such a poet of the creaky bones
and alien and primitive both
and both in the maw of the structure breakdown
fast and slow
he moved amidst the blows
a clash between the civs
and the jungle too
a wilderness hell
THESE ARE THE TIMES OF TITANIC TUMBLINGS AND WATERSHED RIP TEARS
by gully it’s a nightmare dream (this jagged jag and the big bur-den)
a thing to witness
zero fun animal farm
logos the powerful
are you so lucky?
yes – in grace!
and inner space
when we hear each other and don’t
this weak strong force making a gravity universe
why so weak?
it’s a mystery
unless…
it’s so simple…
that i hear you, and you hear me
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