Why Geology is a Proper Subject

it is your own
true emotional context
blue grey
velvet fangled
iron glyphs
whose rust
is the view from above
the camera
like a gargoyle
will be svelte and darting
as a bird in space
these eyebrows
flow rainbows
birds fruit and leprechauns
with yellow armadillo skin
that gather in the corners
of your eyes to take absinthe
in cups which runneth over

and from haunted cafe's to
cymbal stepping stones
hovering through the endless park

the low and primitive cattle
exult to our complexity
and we
low and primitive cattle
exult to our captivity
symbol stepping stones

it is your own
our own

alien blue grey velvet turtle
and the little naked philosopher
that lives inside
will leave its printing

in a place where
the rustic
the naturalist
and the bohemian combine
as the dog of music
the abjoint cynosurety
projected up against the stars
the lovers dancing around the campfire
in the pines and down across the river
before the innocent light
of combustion lies (aware)

the shape of each ripple's reflection
is

for how do we take the contour
of an ever-changing topology
in dog's worlds?

if not some endless
incurling
expansion

some decay of original
potential

or is the potential
inexhaustible

or simply unstable
or a garden
of variety


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