science, or
what became of that thought?
curious circuitry
in visible
power less persuasion
with no foresight
or bracket theory
my server waits
til the fresh brew bubbles
they wont tell, any fate
behind the carbon
gravitate
a pocket inside
black penrose pants
holey hypnotized
sure as sugar
snaps
the moon has a slender smile half-cocked and pearly white
colors fade azure to indigo and lavendar pink to copper
every star a giggle practicing scales for a concert of laughter
the bare lacy trees flatten to black licorice silhouettes
for some reason i think of gumby
natural hunter
there was a time before the dark, whistling soft under my teeth said the popcorn man
and the little monkey dance kicks up clouds and jangle bells.
is it a ghost
can you see it
gone
closed in this black space there are still many details discerned in the glow of phosphor us...)
we can try infrared + subsonics he says. the screen flickers. the burning white
button smooths edges between it and nothing slither flashes on his patent.................leather.......................shoes
the room is not distressed at all, no antique antic or attic about it. maybe just a touch of zone, twilight. surely no cotton bandanas around here
