have i ever thought something that hasn’t been thought
before by constellations of generations long-since mould
and ashes sunk in the ground or caught up by the wind
are my nightmares in daylight of girls with kaleidoscope eyes
and is hell the place where men have to quiet all the sobbing
babies and clean up the runny mustard crocks whilst women
are forced to sit on their hands clench their teeth doing nothing
has one unique idea ever pierced the binding net of what
psychologists and freudian slips call our collective consciousness
in order to swim in space while the planets sing and ring
around like metal bocce balls with eternal ethereal orbits
have you ever before thought these lines that you are now
reading which have supposedly been thought and written by me
how can we say something hasn’t happened before when
there was obviously nothing new under the sun even in
solomon’s day back when the world was millenia younger
if you have a time machine hidden in your back pocket please
pull it out and prove to me conclusively that these lines
have never been written before and that they found their
origin in me anno domini 2008 30 juli my 21 year under the
sun
can you?
that’s not
my story
I loved the way you ended the poem……..Amazing!