Inside the In-side room

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                               Today I began
to write
               since only 
                yesterday                I learned
                                my speech.
                       Tomorrow
                                               I can then
                      teach my self-word-world
                                                  to the moments, movements
                                  and
             reasons for all of human
judgments.
                        associations shape reality:
digging
       into
           the
              core
                                                   feasting on the essence

                draining all all the guarded virtues, till I fail
from within                                                      and fall.

My chants encircle like a crown the poet
keen lamentations of a golden king;
Curses lay on bare-flesh, hirsute growth.
                                  And apprehension spirals outward bringing
out long cries. Articulation creates civilization, a body of work floating.
                          I see in the vague distance that
A shepherd and a dying flock
           Have gathered
                                                      with banners unfurled
Raging War. Who demand we us believe in something and call it  Imagination.
                                          Man created God in his own image
God created man as his own image:  Flesh
                                   Baptized
                                   Immortal
as Divinity is baptized as creation.
                                           Today I write
                                           To impose on the world a singular
                                   View so recycled
and                                                                    used
    that the reader Who finds these                words may leave confused

I have heard impressions are absurd
Considering the reality of a situation that
Moves a mind to lay down in tones and colors
And shapes the internal feeling of extrapolating a world.
                                                        
I shall go to the sea, warn the stars that storms burn fires on the shores.

I shall be still in my movement.

pawnsolo2

one fluid motion
one fluid form
ebbing and flowing
back into one
one lover knowing
one lover known
taking and giving
beauty as one
fluid motion as
one fluid form