Saturday, 5 December 2009

Time synesthesia


Wolf See.


Like the great blind that can hear in time the wolf sees.


Give Wolfen a fine brush and marvel.


A canvas fluttering in the ether?


Easel’d, eased into a shivering and vibrating scansion.


Would we ever understand?


Reality is never bound.


EUSSR you will die.


USSR you lack’d spirit.


SSR slowly kill your host.


SR eating your aparasite.


R you do not reign over me.


Heads up.