Not desiring to be captured in conversation, wanting instead to be incorporated into a deepening silence away from life.
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A stillness touching my mind, quieting emotions, lifting intellect into a spiral of thoughts, inserting formulas and codes to write to.
Being entered into blueprints for accessibility when I’m ready to manufacture them in reality.
Rushing down I-17 into Phoenix, stress becomes apparent on this crowded thruway.
Ahead, Phoenix beckons with distraught disguises, hidden in smog –filled with rages and brutality.All ingredients of a corrupt city on the edge of extinction.Soon will be gone our easy, laid-back, western environment,if left in the hands of Phoenix government and City Council.How do they feel, I wonder, knowing they’ve ruined our once beautiful natural desert…
Balancing character and being as it begins at birth
apparent exasperation.Living within boundaries that are endless, placesstress on daily life, yet, it keeps us living inmazes of thoughtful neglect.Heredity plays a part in it all, but, with experiencedwill power and stubbornness, we get stuck in eccentric characters for a lifetime.
Reeling from a spiraling reverie situated in my mind,
Taking steps to turn around, make an about face andmove into another sphere of life where I can be alone.Solitary being, never coming out, never being withanyone again.
Breaking waves of emotion endlessly, tirelessly, run
symmetry, allowing expansion – ever-widening – tocontinue it’s boundary, extending into even moreprocesses of creative ideology.Patterns, non-existent until now come into focus,clearly delineating definition, depth and meaning inbrand new ways.Like ever-dreaming while still awake, grasping,finding, revealing interior feelings and thoughts,combining them like newly formed DNA, creating entirelynew beings from nothing but lightening of iotic ideassnapping…
Listening carefully to musical words touching my mind with their meanings, bringing a whole new world into an exploratory mind.
Alive, growing further into a subconscious realm, knowing life is stretching it’s boundaries to encompass my world, filled with imagination’s desires and needs.Writing it down, reading it, helps to know what I’m thinking so deeply about.Somewhere down memory lane, I have created my own artistic gallery of poetry.