Connected in dissonance
Riding the common wave
Both particle and wave
Trapped in a matrix of thought that builds the frame
Stuck in collective memory
Slave to a constructed instant
Reduced to desiccated words and their emptiness
How do we breach the walls of existence
When we are our own guards
And our lives our keep
Outside a sun blooms and falls
Outside space and time dance a tango of love and pa**ion
Curve to the delicate motions of an unseen finger as it
Draws across the black silk of dark matter
It points and prods in dream
Sets the top spinning over and over
As we revolve around fear and laziness
In search of holy moments