Felling yellow melons with tree scythes and brass knives

Daydream of pertinence

�������� pressing fantasy bleeds into reality

Stairs of repetitive choreographed squares piling highly

������������������ atop around and below

Thin mints glow neon green fluorescence

�� emanating lunar illumination

������������� white scattered city lights

just enough bright for this time of night

��� Insomniacs revving by, off to a plethora of destinations

tossing coins into the deserted Oakland Avenue

breathing vanilla atmosphere at the intersection

���������� standing between parallel yellow lines

���� echo in the din of a penny rolling down a hill

����������������� shroud of mist and uncertainty engulfs

twig snapping somewhere in the proximity

�������������� lurking black cat with bright green eyes turns, pauses, scurries away

a clap of wood on wood

���� or a gunshot from over the horizon?

��������� the sound itself, imagined

Time stands still as cars flash by

��������� darkness elucidates, making all evident

��� world streaming by a bubble suspended in the 4th dimension

�������������� of fantasy and conjecture,

������������������� and relative reality and selective memory

������ and mental clarity of a visionary

extrapolating pasts and futures, tracing descendants and ascendancy

Squirrels and cats roam, coexisting in another reality right beside our own

������ concurrent subsistence, mutual obliviousness

������������������ predatory prowling, intimidating scowls

������ rabbits and owls play cat and mouse

all around the bubble

�����������the city is being transformed to rubble

���� slow but insistent weeds seeping into the urban collage of infrastructure

������������������� emerald tints the decaying sidewalk

�������� patchwork of manmade slaps

casualties of the natural order

������������ portal into a new sector of the mind

��������������������������� zone of untouchable epiphanies

��� rustling leaves stir serenely

��������������� the dead ones flutter down

���������������������� settle on the surface

������������������������ �������of consciousness

������� snowflakes of baffling complexity

the passage of days and parasites creates erratic holes and spots in these leaves

������ badges of authenticity

imperfections that form a perfect specimen

fissures abysms and chasms symbolize ingestion digestion and reintegration into the life cycle

��������� Is this the essence of time

��������������� gradual shifts in appearance

���������������������� response and conformity to outside pressures

���� but once injected back into the process it�s all meaningless

������������� and lost

������� stolen significance

��������������� all value is transient and temporal

���������������������� unattainable in the purified state, permanence

��������� eternal delight that we eternally strive to realize

��� and time that has no beginning and no end has no relevance

������������ no bearing on reality

����� or correlation to the endlessly rising and setting sun

������������������ whose actions defy time durations and explanations

���������� step outside the boundaries of conceptual constraint

puffing chemicals and oxygen

��������� steamy swirls billow out, coalescing

�� blending in suspended existence

��������� as the children fade away to rejuvenate

����������������������������������������������������� recuperate

��������������������������������������������������� recreate

��������������������������������������������������� reinvent

�������������������������������������������������� relive

����������������������������������������������� the gaseous

������������������������������������������ the undefined

��������� �����������������������������the unreachable

�������� reincarnated for a new day, a new reality.

 

10 April 2004

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