Back Roads To Near Mind
12:53 AM - 3:20 AM, Friday, August 29, 2025
Full Sum fulsome emptiness is the music of passing playing all about Rose/Ruse wisdom is the ruse that is a rose that has thorns and blushes to bloom Fresh in the depths of night I meet my lost suffering as fresh as ever Bloom the petals of doom in the orchard of silence the fragrance of loss Bright bright and dark gazer a quiet child traces prints stars have left in him Twinkling my intuition is bioluminescence twinkling of neurons Bighorn mountains of the night at perilous altitude I am bighorn sleep River Un willfulness of words the wonderfall of heartbeat river unto sea Moongivings I have moongivings about my life that go back to the beginning Cranial Nerve 12 hypoglossal nerve gives my tongue its wiggle room lets song worm squirm out Salvage salvage of saying rock wracked ruined vessel this boat once was me Not Pacified the quiet of mind after long rebellion, peace but not pacified

