With an intellectual sweep
they had the nerve to tell me – i was too deep
“idk man, folks have gone to sleep – they won’t be able to keep with your mind babbling a paragraph retreat, best keep yourself in the sky, gliding high and off your feet!”
to that i replied:
in every language the manifestation of the divine has been written on the constellations across the nations. this ‘divine’ is more like a series of nines appearing through fibonacci pizza! a real mathematical form but so abstract as it appears to eat ya!
‘micro’ said to ‘MACRO’ “what difference if you are more, i clearly have less!” MACRO, replied, “yes but they’re others here, only in a different dress!”
speaking for the most, doesn’t qualify you as the ultimate host. streamlined are the dividing and ubiquitous made lines _ if all jumbled in your mind!
but, what that got to do with me! said the one who was already filled, width measures beyond what they could SEE! everything and nothing replied BACK, /the concerned one/ after just complaining about their missing needles in a haystack.
passing through, memories succinctly blue
crossing ahead, vertical & horizontally flossing thread
glances deemed worthy
trances dreamed curvy
the longer you take
the slower to fake…
the beauty that is dusted
Not found in the pocket, trusted!
moon phased crusted & disgusted!
thus; the journey of the whatever endeavor
means carelessly lifting up the lever, it ain’t even THAT clever !’
but-the guess of who knows? replied : i found out, what you about _ and it’s clinging to the clout. why chase, if all you’ll do is erase and out pace your need for examining grace. take space….unless you will mistake the window for your face !

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