Beyond The Pale

A Poem, A Thought to a Tear

Close your eyes and look into blackness until

replaced by all colors beyond our

spectrum, you will see just how thin

our plane of optic perception remains. Stare into

nothing-become-everything the pressing

lack of vision forms infinite sight we never

find quotidian time to perceive. Reality is

film, stretched thin over the milky

unreality of infinite cosmos that

takes only a scratch, or a thought, to tear

here rolled back like paper in flame reveals

everywhere that grows behind the screen of today.


November 1, 2009 - Posted by | Poems

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