Simple Theories

  YOU  who stand whole and apart.  YOU  who pass here, extended vowel. A commanding voice moves slowly. A place remains in a word by name of cloud and freeing. For  YOU some time will be no time, somewhere nowhere. For  YOU  the eye the hand the foot the time.  YOU  who lose perspective of loss, one tree at a time. The holy place had been made. Telling is the spell. Go then and tell your tragedy.

  Chaos and generation of gods. Swirling into place. Fragments of the tablet remaining, reminding. The abyss also had not broken. Centering held. No law but that of strength and poverty  remains. Polis poised in process. Sprung from springing, language hasn’t been so bad, long and chill and stiff as a rock. The rock bears a voice, a sketch of time, an eager immobility. The holy place had not been made but found about time. The place holds the love, the people, the person, the love. Being fragments of the tablet, of the words in garland. In this place and then every, eventual perplexity of chorus.

  Holder of shiny rock thru time, Engaged of modest green frenzy, Statutory given of solar light, Certain war frame increased, Seraphic belch initiator, Stunning riverine acquirement, Active regalia barnstormer, Haptic detention responder, Filigreed transport forestalled, Future fence of fame, Conditional clatter relation, Spots among the eyes, Teased tensely verbosity, Half the heck of hanging on, Purest comma in the sentence, Apocalyptic strobe, Moonbeam on oak leaf, Status crowing, Under ending on top of it all

  That grain, seed, granule, presumption, of sand. Sargon fabulous in increase, a force in shoes. The world with legendary names, and sand. Proprietary, as well as sand. Ashurbanipal also. Reaching for the force of sentences, even-paced word at a time. This was, but now always. The earth bears the splendor of this bespoken. Sargon reaches for the speck, the crisis of need. A tiny withholding felt by all. The stridulous moment, unbending, allotments: a forest for the fate of cities. And so what passes for people beseeches what passes for gods. All that Ashurbanipal in one human containment field. In this calculus the sand seems perplexing, merely a world before and after Sargon, who lived before and after something Nebuchadnezzar. Sargon hustings, sorting, picking, scratching at words tabulated long ago by stretches of impulsive brilliantine illuminated on a map amongst galaxies or lesser grains of sand and standing. Knee high in neap tide, as the music note by note scratches the ai...

  An alert presence inside word. Your scooper will scoop a golf ball-size orb. Orb as large as comparison fits a sentence, and then true denial. Orb Of Cracks on Surface along with Expectation Of Pasturage In The Morning Light. Allow a brief homage to the clerical detail that fancy offers a fence around which. And in proof of verity, in proof of singular station, in signal expanse of the orb’s flat side, direct the legal sunshine to the proper phrase. This orb then is now, parity to and because of. So holy then, a tent in the blessed state of having climbed a tree. Rinsed in the cackle, fomented by jurisdiction, pleased by social broadcast. An exacting spoof undoes the undoing, and in so doing, starts again.

  Beginning, Flakes of hurt heat in a one place. This becomes where the word of beginning starts to begin. Shade of light. Annals sit among words and beginning. People the listeners or understand the power of saying so. Those extraordinary  the  Beings In The Beginning After The Clouds And More Or Less All. Fog borne affection of the gods, clouds certainly from. The clouds were present but they passed. In one word they said one word and all of it. The world was possible by degree, even unto the smallest, even unto the largest. This was when doing beginning, the Deities. There trees and rocks to speak of. Energy and claims, from night to almost night. Rising in upwards becomes water and the matter of wet. Its voice and that purpose. The emergent word of that saying, voiced as time by time. A regular seeming of almost plenitude full of that one word. Or another, who to say. More beginning to fix the last starting of beginning just the right word. And so anyway, After The Mo...

  Needing mountains, Mountains grew. Deities made sense. Dominions approve surety. Needing oceans, Oceans by unlimited splashy handful arrives. Deities. Needing rivers, Rivers were sent. Deities. Needing radioactive ball in sky, Radioactive Ball In Sky warmly appears. Deities. Unbending day and day. Needing crow, crow arrives.  Crow!  Crow came fast, sliding across sky as needed. Plenty wind. Ringing of voices. Communal vibration and chorus. Exemplar thru the days amongst nova of bird. Needing Tree. Tree arises in deep years, fulcrum light, busy shade Deities, Earth, and Sky. Written on where writing is. Listening arrived much later. Breeze of attention, gentle temblors, suddenly the sky.