All wound up –
De-winding
Wrapping it around the
Molecules of
Breath, in the outer circle
The outer circle
Step into the outer circle
Step over the outer circle
Leap across the
Circle circle
Lost in the moment…
Flailing arms, swaying heads,
Dancing in the vortex
of the whirlpool
that is You
Fury flows
Out
Out of this mercurial state
Now I am the gun
And bullets fly
All around
And bullets fly
And barrel rotates
Round and round
And finish is unfinished…
The air is your ground
Fly!
Creep stealthily
Stand high,
Uproot the clay-clad claustro-mire
Torrid waves
And Fire
Cut off and thrown
Detached and flown
Blown in my own,
Like a shot in the bone
Ignition in the bone
Fission in the bone…
A Supernova moment
Reach out –
I am your unending filament
Anti-burnout.
Reach out
And spread everywhere
And there where no hiding space can dare
You are staring through these
Black holes
And your control is slipping
And your strings are a-clipping
And your mind is flipping
And the distance is ripping
Apart,
And I will shake you
I will break you
Take you to bits
And then Rake you
And the shattered shards of your wits
Won’t know how to make you
Again.
I am the punches,
I am the sword,
I am the punches that fly
Down, down, down
I am the punches that fly
Up, sideways, around;
I am the force
And I assume shape
I AM the force!
And now you gape
Who is the greatest one?
Proclaim it
Scream it
Bugle it
Into the loudest silence that fills the
Crevices of the convoluted mind.
The darkness behind the lids
Presents a vision
Strikingly bright,
The sound reverberating
Behind the drums
Paints a vivid sight…
Now gliding into the crests
Now leaping out troughs,
Mapping heights,
Being might.
Infinite, for a split-second
And then one.
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