Existents All the Way Down
Saturday Asides: A Weekly Presentation of Poetry and Prose
Existents All the Way Down Taste buds optic fibers from the privative fallow. Carbon's super-positional state collapses like a wet slap down the solar spillway. Xenomorphic paper envelopes the cosmic creek. Every epicycle coats the bank like a ring. Will that this be a river someday. Layer upon layer grows the testament of His bond with the obstructer of beyond.
Love the new book, Kameron!
I love the deep mysteries the universe holds, and today more than ever, I find myself clinging to those tiny flickering pre-birth memories that whisper: it’s all part of something whole. I've often wondered if I’m trying to recreate 'Heaven on Earth' by seeking out the 'we-world' instead of the 'me-world' I find myself in. Hoping to capture echoes of a life before this one. Naturally, my musings may not make logical sense, and that's okay because on a soul-level, they make perfect sense to me. So there you go, Kameron, your poem has stirred this poet’s heart and her own strange and dreamy way of seeing the universe.