Obituary
for the myriad entitiesthat wander through time
Day by day the revolutions of
Interchained entities flutter
In their odd flightpaths.
Their hidden wings trace
Laserlight destiny & slice
Through frigid conceptions.
The miasma of their limitation becomes
The foodstock of giants who comb crumbs
From a carpted glade to stock their
Adventurous pantry. Replete with the
Victual essences found through
Doorways to nested dimensions,
Where the atmosphere of
Sour light astringent
Coalesces medicinal
Rays into morsels
Of longevity.
Again or never,
Circular beings feeding
On their fluff, confusion
Their candy, uncertainty
Refreshes them. They nurture
Their discomfort with
A copper thought, and follow
The greening path of accumulation.
They quest through their channels
Constrained by psychic vines, guided
By the softness of loam invisible
Beneath their float feet.
They drown in the hyrdrokinesis of thought,
Fling off the falls with no bottom beneath it,
Die in the transit, the traffic of heartbeats
And swing in their circular cradles delinquent.
@d-pend