Yawn! Torn, forlorn,
mired, inspired – retired
to muse through blue
waves (crazed ‘n hazed) that blaze
on. From long, song-
saturated maturating
messages, vestiges (best out-lived)
of another. Off! Uncover
layers: betrayers/curators,
they display pain, gain, faint
patterns of matter, as Saturn’s
rings, singing flings in things
creative, relative – re-make it
all, enthralled ‘n called
by mind’s
motionless motionness.
Image credit – NASA
william altoft 