SENSORY OVERRIDE

lost within infinite regress

sweet naive tangential sprigs of everglade cattail

as dreamcatchers hang loose, and rise like an

exhalation into those viscous & unfurled & aware winds; 

skins blanched into rolls of condensed thunder

formed from the air snatched from ignorant chests 

like a half-raised child torn from a half-knowing mother.

the enlightened heavens today slumber weightily on 

turtles' backs; having condemned them to the cursed 

burden of that fabled boulder destined to never reach an 

apex of fruition. blindly, we continue, as orpheus must, 

          all the way down