threw to something knew a bone to be chewed
a look to be eschewed
a moment to be bruised by the burden of time
by the furtive fount that mounts the mine and awaits,
wild, wired, wondering what impulse would start the world,
start the twirl, start the dart on journey down,
involution to the ground, evolution to the crown,
but here it is watered down
rays are drowned, in density,
intensity seizes me, i struggle for the urge to breathe,
to take my part in saving the seive
waving the weave for all to see
the stitch the seam that structures me......
sorry to hear about the fever,
but maybe the lever was lifted
and temperature drifted to further unknowns
just a dose of the dream
a twist on this scheme of things unscene till now
maybe contact was made and deep serenade softly slipped in thru doors of pores leading within
to the chthonic depths that call to earth
beckoning se(a)men to summon birth....