SOFTLY

Long lull of memory,

harvesting the glut of murk and quag of still curt tectonic,

stillborn obsidian ontography monument of turnstyle logic,

revolving door rhythms,

the fill of shrill daffodil windowsil cobweb chill pill thrill kill,

echostitch of waveform vernaculus,

optimus espiritus,

nebular turbulence composting sound wit and rhetoric,

over the nullified aeonic ontic sea whirling through the waves,

comingling with aspirant insularity harvesting the modular,

somewhere through the mystery of language,

the unspoken became and overt intermingling of catacomb form,

the meat and bones of language,

the ink on paper, the structure behind the idea,

of gestures pointing to essences,

this is not a pipe,

it's a poem,

registered in the harsh certainty of the softest record,

softly.