Tuesday, October 1, 2013


Paused, waiting
To be fully formed
Wavers in the
Articulation, slips
Into disintegration

Thought disintegrated
A still-born consideration
Felt as a single wisp
Haunting perceptions periphery
Caught on the edges between
Misconception and recognition

Perception seeking,
Some neural light,
Hoping for illumination or
Perhaps salvation
From the abyss
Of misconception

Wavering over the
Abyss, groping for articulation
Perhaps a silent prayer
Thought seeks resurrection
A re-creation of the logos
Thought birthing the word

Thought unsaved
With no resurrection
Slips into the abyss
Wavering falls into silence
And pausing in the emptiness
Is formed

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