Gone. . .
briskly whisked away. .
up and away
like the collective motion
of the startled flock.
Siphoned upwards and rightways
like an inverted sidewinder. . .
quickly becoming
the intangible thoughts at which we grasp. . .
the uncontainable breath at which we gasp. . .
the unbreachable gates at which we rasp. . . .
Past
scenes
that endlessly stain our retina. . .
sounds
that eternally strike our minds. . .
smells
that open infinite portals of time. . .
Seen
like faint spiderwebs
that dissolve in our minds
even upon the faintest of focus. .
gone away. . .
into
an inexplorable land that only explores us. . .
an inexposable realm that only exposes us. . .
Cast away beyond some impermeable
membrane that nourishes us in placental fashion
whilst also slowly consuming us into its implacable void.
Beautiful photons tumbling through the aether -- rotary, whole, divine, and unending.
