MorphologyThere can be no distancebetween you and me but that created by the steps we chose to take Like Robbe-Grillet exploring every possibility or Picasso re-assembling Reality yet again we could easily each be someone/thing completely else Skipping like stones across a panoramic past and future sea wildly vast and violent and full of variously slanted eyes Utopian dreams blind politics and sewer power sludge and greed and out-stretched bearing arms kaleidoscopic seams and evolutionary breakthrough scientific ironies and sweat and tears and way too spilt much blood we lose momentum on our own cue to land precisely on the ancient turtle's back In that very instant that defines the next you slide your hands decisively and rhythmically beneath my clothes giving careful shape to pearls and planets and perfectly crafted orgasms The path taken the word spoken the song of Freedom hanging in mid-air Chaos resolves from Chaos as we waltz into the too-late night to lie in our collective unmade beds Riding the event horizon like an untamed stallion we compensate and shift and re-create a brave new brand new world By KittyKitty |