For there was nothing mightier than
your mind, bending mine
to fit its infinite variations
on an infinite theme. Unfathomable,
but only half so cumbersome as the sea.
When awash in what you jam down my brain-stem,
I take a breath.
Against the mindless smack of jellyfish blooms
propagating in left-behind spaces of
a thought overfished by nerve-netted locusts.
Pink clouds stalk seaweed forests
raining rational venom.
Swim, hard upon the current.
Breach membranous seas.
And wonder:
are these the moons, the lions,
the cannonballs?
This, logos' swarm sent outward.
Your knowledge burns
cover my body and sting things I neglect to know.
In holding back, a buoy between us.
Report a Policy Violation
the news article as well as check out the individual pieces. We understand that each day you may not be able to check out each and every one of the pieces, everyone has their own things going on. We just ask that you make an attempt to help support the growing Literature community.
Follow us on Twitter
Become a fan on Facebook
Comments