reality (unsaid), image

reality
said image
it seems
the rest
was left
behind

imitation advertisements

I was spoken to
for an hour or more
and all I heard was
reverberation
fridge
buzzing
traffic
roaring
special offer stars
floating
and free gifts
falling over edges
of worlds

structures of nothing

Structures powerful
hold
to the degree
we move away
from them

I mean
without them
there would be nothing
to break
away from

and how
would we break away
from that?

Walls Come Down to Oneness

and poetry
is only this
lack of grip
gripping
to the world
to beyond
the world
to the
what the
world
inherently
infinitely
is

come release
yourself
to this
loose
around
the edges
yes