19 August 2024
13 November 2024
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but I don’t
every sun
every collection thereof
touches
everything in its way
like the other suns’ collections, accompanied by pluri-vast-umpteen
foreign plant-planets fluffed with hot dust diamond
and cooler vacancies folds warps wonders
and the smallest eye receptor click in distant melodion
eventually
what small transactions thus warm the irremediable sun sheets until space stretches faster than
their touch and
then their knowledge knows its limit last
unless!
while we have time
(at least time we have)
we weave
superpositions for our future blanket
exploitations
cosmic
precautions.
itching to get on with it?
the first virtue needed is
patience
the second arrives in due course
all of which is blindingly obvious
popular science
bling
but
the sobs in the chapel
the coughs in the pew the
unlimited posts of multifarious odours of content to
scroll
through your
nose for the new
could dilate what time and patience can
endure
yesterday
yesterday
yesterday
bestride the stage their
backs to the future
diana molly ack ack
sandalwood ylang-ylang jasmine
I’d quote more memories if I had
them