Life in a Cloud- Untitled II
There’s something nice about ‘unhinged’:
The way you can peer in and see all the watch gears at work…
ticking incessantly, though the facade stares blankly outward,
unmoved by the tumultuous currents beneath.
Or, perhaps…simply independent:
capable; and dipping past the pliable bounds of other-wordly functions,
as the cotidian gears grind dully on,
Churning the tidbits neatly out- to the face’s occasional, silent, amazement-
like digested bits of sugarcane,
p r o c e s s e d. Stripped; bearing unrelenting fibers,
but all the sweetness sucked clean, dispersed and reincarnated.
Fueling the furnace as the godless mind marches on, undaunted.
