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Poetry and Music

Wednesday, January 9

Contorting Brain

image thanks to Michael c/o  http://tokenart.deviantart.com/gallery/



convolutions,
in their caress of the aether
thoughts like entities buttered
in bliss roll and dumpling,
melt,
honeycomb,
swim in an exstacey of numinous self;
swimming in the mystery of word's origio
this promulgator of surprise,
this explorer of woe,
squirming spelunker crawls
through claustrophobic gaps in reason
to rest on laurels of insight savouring wisdom,
leaping to all conclusions,
defining and configuring a place in the sun;
navigating mawkish bogs
as landscapes in all directions extend
and are subsumed by their mists,
building a pinnacle of respect;
claiming its self righteous duty
to open the flower of infinite sensual variety
for solace,
for an aura.
This contorting brain today
is some kind of saffron flower:
dandelionsunflowermarigoldcalendular
wildflower;
hot honey scent pervades this drift,

softly caressing the aether. 

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