Monday, August 15, 2011






When the mind carves
a form
for the eyes.
Imaginary
sound waves
breath within a dream.
In order for
 a revolution of a body
 the wind will blow
above the ocean.
It strikes
simultaneously together,
 turning pages
in a book dividing.
Like the hypnotic characteristic of sonars
that abound.
The gathering
moving forward,
but from the sky.
Spiraling in a giant washing machine 


galaxy.
fluxing


Clapping.
pivoting tales
propel the whales,
to wherever they go.
Traveling the magnetic undertow,
"it becomes 
so kinetic."
The target,
this distance,
creates a stillness.

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