Zywa
Timespace adventures
Om-heavy waves crush
the interiors of mountains of stars
to seas of powderpure sand seed
and liquid toxins, they vibrate
them together into form adventures
sometimes a placenta
It couldn't go otherwise
than it is going on
the creation, the koan
of drawing forms
from nothingness
and the time in between
If, yes than it would have turned
out differently, but we live in this way
a raft on liquid fire
a thin crust around
blood substances and blood toxins
full of swarming tests
multiples, the unstable
with a beginning and an end
an end and a beginning
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