Transmigrate

My oh my

My own mind

Myopic, mesmerized

Modal, chordal, synthesized

Divine

Oh how now

Open mouths bow

To opiate barons

Obey omniscience, ohmm

Divine

Now now now

Near new nouns

Noon nestles not

Neurotic nets rot

Divine

The Gull of Man

A gull caught by the wing
on the earthly wind
hovering
And fixed to the air
he was

A life paused, suffering
material binge
suffocate
And fixed with closed eyes
he was

A light made for the eyes
feigned an awake-ness
disconnect
But wired the minds
it did

The wings of death
float by the bed
of red roses
for all the dead.

Wired eyes body shed
to the wild pane
of light and games,
a man made brain,
a system of rules
artificial imagination
bent on recluse inaction
like the gull
fixed statically
to the air we have tainted
with invisible communication.

We are affixed to the cells
staring at us
with virtual information.

Instinctively, the gull swoops from its place
to a new gust granting another fleeting position,
breaking the idea of the fixed stagnation
represented by the gull floating motionless, high.

People are wired,
fixed, staring with a dullness in the eye,
instead of looking for the enigmatic
in beautiful visual information,
and active human compassion
found even in the morning sky.

Bifurcations and Binaries

The Bifurcation
of an anomaly
splitting homogeneous indifference
and fallen to apathy

Who is the caretaker over the soul?
I doubt its order of control
will ever prevail in our chaotic state.

Will you take the brilliance of diamonds
and change them back to stones?

Without great expectation,
there will be no great loss.
A shiny stone is just a shiny stone
until it is identified
as a means to achieve profit.

What I share right now is different
from what I've shed, across
the railway of track-laid thought,
ground down by the whispers
of my inner learner,
conducive to break down the complex
into no more than a few, merely unprovocative parts.

Binaries and bifurcations,
the anomaly is we,
without giving complex due credit
while wearing a uniformity on the sleeve
the meanings are choked
into reductions of one's
two's
and three's.