A Fox Hole Away
channel Madonna
desperately seeking sovereignty
don't tell me its 2021
get current
George Orwell
got his dates wrong
1984 was free
flowing
it is vibrationally yours
you broadcast
you are little out of tune
your transmission
is just off the frequency
your trajectory
is spacetime warped
spaghettified and cork-screwed
you're stuck in a groove
of white noise and distortion
a fox hole away
from the quantum
entangled
wormhole
where where
you want to be
already are
amplify the next wavelength
let it roll out the tapestry
tap tap tap
elevate the troughs
surf the crests
roll out the tapestry
tap tap tap
Basket Maker
will you walk barefoot
through the tallest of tall
late summer prairie grasses
weave a gilded and open cradle
lay your autumnal treasure
store-up your bounty
harvest with generous hands
distribute warmth through the lean frigid
Basket maker ...
will you pluck by the stem
long roses and harvest the thorns
tempt the unaware masses with fallen petals
craft a sharp crown to adorn a wicker man
sacrifice in flames the separated other
to satisfy the cruel arctic spirits
hide charred remains with a sleight of perspective
pray with bloodied hands to outlast the winter
Basket maker ...
will you ignore the organic
mine and scrounge hoary ores
cache-up coppered twisted ties
for a basket ...
substitute a cable-mesh bushel
wire a world of the non-material
insist nature is but a matrix
the chill …
only a filament glitch
in a non-nucleated mind
Basket-maker …
how will weave your existence
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