wild onion fractal

Teach A Fish To Sing

interminable seascape delusions the sand crystalline isotopes

hold my eyelids open a strong grip of madness on the true rest day

I watch those people warily they swim and fish

spear vital meals with uncaring wisdom no thoughts on the end

eternal growth the end a massive ego burst

through Creation simpleton pureness reflects starlight on newborn faces

mouths open they breathe fundamental particles into their organs

leaps life trans-viscous and the meats they chew

golden spears with nourishment sacrum the formed depression

bends a spiral truculence of spirit

yet the energetic highway traffic toward each polarity

om I Om om I Om

split the infinitive join the powers across the etheric web

in relative waves ocean sand creates launching pads where Terran creatures moil