I remain truly yours to the cause of the heart to the matter at hand here and now split as a fine-hair V a moment prior to then one foot still ago in the eye-shift lost in the indigo on the gaze from here to there cc: Chagall 2021
Tag Archive: sentience everywhere
Oh, my God
there’s something
behind that!
And so
the world became
3
dimensional.
Chagall 2015
I went back to school
just to get smarter
took a course 101 Discrete Logic.
Right up front, in Chapter 2
I discovered that no one makes sense
and everyone doesn’t not matter.
Chagall 2015
Welcome to
the digital world
inept and so unable to ape
the too-smooth edge where figure meets ground
it’s a soft meld where heart beats soul
these things aren’t yet
pixel-ready
© Chagall 2014
I’ve imagined her name’s Elizabeth
but I’ve settled on mainly Sarah
for the time being.
© Chagall 2014
The red hawk appears
whenever I grasp meaning,
together minds soar.
© Chagall 2014
The question they posed
was given one cloth
would you wipe from
clean to dirt?
© Chagall 2014
I’ve heard field recordings of sung-gospel
under winter stars; unable to shake
the marvel of that sound, I’m alive again
in frosted air, I revel in icy tears.
© Chagall 2014
When you realize you’re style
the rest comes easy.
Then it’s just you
being you.
How not to upset
the apricot.
Or burn one bridge
before she’s been crossed.
I smile, blow kisses from twilight
whenever there’s love.
© Chagall 2014
I miss you Friday, thank god that you come around just one in seven.
To have the weekend ahead is simply too much for me to bear:
a deliciously wonderful concept – whole weekends ahead.
I am joyous over the freshness, new and unused time,
a breathtaking canvas to color with handfuls of being;
I am the elf of Saturday Eve.
© Chagall 2014
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