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(in all its nights’ volitional solitude)  stays to sing this life, the seeking sandfly

  
 
   
   
blurring night visions, a    
mid-grounded brown sand-fly    
hangs an uninvited speck of    
a dusty calendar wallflower
 
   
   
[posing immobilized as if forever…  a sagaciously    
ruminating one in reservations of a strategic dormancy    
modus operandi ..the likes of a comfortably forgotten, a    
notable noble statue…embellished invisibly in fading    
cellulosic prints of some inserted histories]    
 
     
on a clear-cut white whittle tile    
   -elongates sudden one-sided wise    
in rapid-fire cloning apparitions  
of a grated matte granite shaded    
homogeneously atomic-mottled    
pointillistic artistic buzzing sprays..  
   
   
to a whooping  cosmic metamorphosis….  ghostly  
(dis)appearing   smoothly fading  as wholly nothingness  
such tadpole-ly dissipating   aeroso(u)ling multiplicities    
of self… in a lucidly staged delusional dilemma
   
th(i/u)s
 
   
[generous paroling tailwinds    
of an unshakable utopian universe    
combats the proroguing promulgation    
..sarcastically killer-desiccates the hitleristic    
them… to a laughing loudly brittle jugglery    
of loosely dispersing off-white skeletal    
remnants over the widowed corridors    
of a long disputed & denied solatia]
 
   
   
catapults righteously back    
to pithy fleshy rehydrating revivals    
aching in life.. their mounting high    
Kilimanjaro peaking nipples pimples    
in red ripening pains, allures in textural    
rouging tectonics, ripply smiling invites    
one to be in & out of them:  such riskily    
drifting fast continental crashing trysts-    
   
- gathers free fairness flairs from a sculpt’s    
draft of roughened denting (de)formations    
to an all let out screaming wildfire breakout    
   
   
in nature’s passaging birth, of love’s labour
 
   
   
   
   
   
 
Written by summultima (uma)
Published | Edited 6th Dec 2019
Author's Note
dreams do reflect deep..on past present future .perhaps its a timeless essence as soul as love ...amidst all the changes in the series of existential bodied life its struggles..nothing is without meaning . Love is All . You Know Rob xx Just a scribble from outta some depths. telling something sure, Light & Love you all DUs

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