Tuesday, October 30, 2018

representative/aegis.

our rolled aeon generative & mag-
niloquent like the soarings frit-
tered, waked, seasonist antiquity 
jumped up smacking and so falling
down commits the ultimate justice

upon the unordered and disarrayed
remnant of thoroughly blown mind:
shaked, emotional warrior stance,
but only peacefully in the inter-
est of stood three trees, playing

skipping games & all blackened as
hazel stripped the beech entrance
to the forevermemoried thicket of
psilocin and its utterly uncount-
ed children lay down upon mesmer;

the darkening boy shook his hands
and murmured revelation, the book
set unclosable like a hole in the
wall to watch and surprisingly as
you should like an omnibenevolent

lifetime piled up stirring, slept
put to bed but remained optimist,
and these're what was rumoured to
have happened (and did).. did you
know that, just because something

really happened, couldn't bear on
whether it's true? and as a child
i'd been sung unto sleep in those
trees with the deafening silences
yet powerful of urim and thummim.

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