It is 9/24.
I am hanging with Taylor
This weekend.
SB.
Spectrum buddy.
We vibrate
with such resonance
it is astounding
sometimes.
Any-case.
We hang.
Minds dance
with such fluid
gestural strokes
At ideas as lofty as
the power and meaning
of silence,
the most powerful Gesture,
I would argue,
To the finer points
of these toasted sesame
coconut paleo pancakes
with delicately
sliced pears,
apple wedges,
thinly sliced
ginger root
cross sections,
olive oil &
Digression
The power of
&
as a symbol communication
is that it communicates
silently
without a word
merely opportunity
for the mind of my reader
you dear reader
to become
part of this poem.
it is a moment of silence
for your imagination
your universe
your rock tearing
through the cleanly raked
patterns in sand
of the zen garden.
Insert here!
Bring your particular
Tension,
Your particular intrusion
Of universal proportion
Of enormous magnitude,
Your Aleph,
Insert here.
End digression
olive oil & Sage Honey
salt & garam masala
dressing
and !!POW!!
How was that
flavor poem Aleph
inserted thus
in sub point two
of this example
of said lofty ideas
that Taylor and I partake of.
But the main point
of this entire poem is,
My brain has arrived.
Loud & Clear.
I AM MANIC.