Off the Wall as Of the Coast
Conjured it all up. Anyone’s guess I guess.
The serenity of surplus
And a tiger
Make a mountain
Out of nothing …
(Water stems from solemn dew)
The tainted voices
Of the myriads
Echo though the hallway;
And me
I’m off …
(fern-like structure in fractal bloom)
Discerning light from faraway;
The sea and the beach
In strong fervour …
Drowning by capacity
To life,
And live again …
(We will return as of mind)
© Omecronon12 2023
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