Your Instantaneous Self

because you are a poet and I love you and I know you love words are what to you? images sounds a long canyon with brown walls vanishing to a speck How about a cross section of blue would it wave would stars come out Or are words an interpretation of a shadowy tempest that follows you around swirling with symbols that hint at your instantaneous self Do you reach in and arrange these runes and pressures into an ancient sentence that glows while dancing Do words make that make sense? Episode Link | Archive Item | YouTube

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