Exhilaration
in the
wheels
in the back seat a
dog-eared copy of
Nietzsche proves
there is a
lightning conductor of
connection appealing to
blank gods secure in
their heavens.
Oh mandala me this
how the world
swerves between
forest and
bonsai pruning (citing
the contingency of Fate's shears)
along an axis, world's
turning axle, where
like fish we
are hooked, reeled in
(rainbow thread of our
connection, our communion,
left trailing)
as God
allows every particle, every
molecule to muscle in
act accompaniment for the
final scene, or rather frame
in the film as
it is unspooling
the journey takes us
traveling through legend into
pool of shadow
not approaching infinite focus
nowhere near, not even
close to the speed of light.
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Zero Gravity
PoetryCollection of New Poems 2012/(2013) as well as published poems from as far back as the mid 1980s --published in poetry magazines and literary journals from as early as mid 1980s tgrough to 2011. Please visit my poetry blog at Wordpress. damian2649
