seismic interuptions

with sun borne gas epicentre

thunderous resonance of the cosmos,

catching messages from those afar,

accidental theorists

will counter color and comma’s of red,

is it a soup

our primal soup vindicating our creation

pulsing veins of human arrogance

take out a thousand letters to the truck,

count the terrorists who will object to

seeing her,

yes in the window of our setting harmony,

naked without dressing

and man’s venhement spit

cast from the place of serpents dwell

crawling with a whetted vengenance

and absolute length of time to survive,

her womb a dish

for the swimming and the egg to explore

and collide with cellular distraction,

it is her charm in nakedness to be our fear,

her gaze outreaches to that fury

of orange concentrics and geometry

we will be seen

we will be born,

to live by those messages

from those afar

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Robert Delauny

Robert Delauny

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