mecca
there is order here
serene, mathematical, brilliant
but a cacophony too,
of shape and color
things are not what they seem
she said be careful his bowtie is really a camera
that tree is really a trellis,
a strand of ancient bouganvilla,
a spacecraft.
be careful,
this thing you regret attracts.
the continuity longed for makes way for the incongruent
this is what nature uses to fill a vacuum
here iam who iam meant to be
frightens me, this alternate reality
this world of words and insight and form
i know not how to live in this,
nor where the impulse comes from,
born as I am of parents who knew only nature
never her abstraction
here lies
an unreachable labyrinth
diety’s core
spaceman’s … {read more…}
