Gathered debris
blocks by bricks by bracket
placement
by brazen bravado
mastering the art
of evil eye penetration
Six spent silver orbs
tongue the ancient wound
calcified and classified
by distinction,
rank, number, sign, sigil,
creed, color, and other
various degrees of
cockamamie
Velvet wonders
and indigo skylines
blue cotton candy
in a daydream where sugar
doesn’t rot teeth and clarity
toward sweet cavities
of utter annihilation
It never ceases to amaze me
even in my more jaded phases
the shifts of mood
that nature can pivot between
and through
infused
in every molecule
of the atmosphere
and cell of our bodies
and neuron flashing hot
like a blanket of spring warmth
after the miracle of snow
assumes a gentle leave
Blessings everywhere
and problems too
both in piles
miles high
and it’s all heaven or hell
right here on earth
depending upon perception
Notes of birds
exotic to my ears
hum across the breeze
and I am a swoon
of passion
fashioned mellow
and stoic
at the edge where numbness
meets open nerves
My prayer to God
and call to action
is to manifest
more magic
in the mundane moments
that have a tendency
to make weighty mud
out of vital clay
which otherwise
embodies the potential
for electric conductivity
when molded
with mindfulness
and proper cultivation
Which is to say
I’m just begging
for consciousness
to explode