#666 - paving new roads to hell

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paving new roads to hell

or

how far back do the ancestors go?

an almost Halloweening

 

this one before that

another preceding

they are far beyond beginning

 

the writing extends

to where there are voices

mine now, subtly changed

 

all shapes of a mind they saw

look up in their book

picture yourself

 

on the rumble seat

then a wagon

then the wheels come off

 

hereabouts, there, anywhere

there isn’t a map anymore

style of idiots

 

so far slept we’re here

among crude depictions

caves of a wall

 

every day news from further and far

I’ve written all of this before

the universe has no beginning

 

dig under the skin

for saprise, for leaflight

before that all as if to be

 

light to undream it

the birds have left the tree

all the little magnets gone

 

forest lost to the garden

make mind blank to believe

say father mother

 

for guessing which first

eyeless earless in the end

go to their reverie

 

now it’s yours

Archaean, Hadean

I stretch my frame to day

 

I curl up in the queue

talk the big winds up

stones are my tribe

 

this soil and the sun

we, of the last shower down

stick on the idea

 

all facts attached

known knowns and others

maybe it’s just the thrill of the chase

 

how the sun breaks

over our heads

now we’re home