Elliptical Wiring

Tufted ethereality, angelism of stock and store pedestrian...alas--

circusy.

Helm of streets bob...our supplicant pulls out a mile or two of

scripture from an enormous pocket.

Fingers ink-blotted with grime, bent forth striding--a heedless

Beethoven tuned in immaculately.

Array's arrival stunned with scurry...planets of conveyance pull at

their elliptical wiring.

Some rare gigantism to the tenth of powers has touched everything...

all he could do from going where he's arrived is futile.

From time immemorial--he...at present, its full possessor.

What convoluted theorem of probability will forcibly eject him from

eureka...from where he's vaporized his wears...naught...naught!

Some precipice's nudge knew best the wind for his thought to take

to, a majestic soar pealing the spheres to show them their shape.

Life has exemplified its frugal capacity to him--simmering creation

tucked away for one fine day.

He, to outlive the closing energy that dances him, an immortal...to

be handled with care...with universal intelligence.

Be--has let him...loosed.

He's broken the code of things in and of themselves...he's a thing

in and of himself--the unitative factor erupts.

As the credits of glory pull upward...so he as them.

Konstantinos Mark