Don't Make Sense If You Don't Have One

instances of transformation

On the mushiness

Suspended bubbles float

One forms, another breaks

 

Missed the shot?

No repents

On wasted adolescence

 

Blackout brain

Drain heat

Be offbeat

 

Breathe the moon

The life of sea corals

Exist in non-existent

 

Limitless expansion

Without crack

Withdraw to a point blank

 

Icicles

Frozen in brows

Are dead souvenirs

 

Wake up

Shrug it off

Dogma dust

 

Go home prophets

Knot a noose, spare world

Bury the dead god

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

I study religion throughout my life. The more I learn. The less I understood. Great statements and questions open up by this poem. A outstanding poem.
Coyote