vernacular philosophy is endangering the world

i would pause to discuss
vernacular philosophy with a tree
or a wall the sense that
apostrophe's guide echoes
to no locations in secret
what if

pyramids older than the pyramids
deep blonde holes of hollow
special delicate membranes
ruins that exist in the development
of the shape of an eyelid

i cannot tell you
if their cities had cars or trains
or if purple gumby centaur dogs
with bright opaque yellow
cyclops diving masks
resided above grumbling
golden crumb beards
pink lips where a pale
blue cloud grub (also in diving mask)
leaked out
into that which they called

art

their sly jokes about the long
slender hairs of the grains
clustered about the stalk

maybe they went on for awhile
until their vernacular philosophy
took a wrong turn

until their admonishing muse
laid succubi into the hymn
of their favoriting backward

bendy canyons may flux
the string in spring
abstract random images in stone
when you cut into them
geysers
digestion

the cup runneth over
but strange
and small
and broken out
of a larger
unrecorded series


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