Bats
logic worked so deviously
as the deep won seas of theosophy
dissolved almost imperceptibly
into the latent bedrock
of philosophy
and this palpably a subliminal linkage
actually not interpret crudely wrongly as spheres
but lateral plenum devised not despised
by the science of the strictures of the space
which some think scriptures in a misconception world
i passed through the transients of these worlds
as one might pass through a waterfall to other
secret long wet lent caves
and there i met my friends
long passed away in passive comfort
i thought you were dead
the faux (non) pax out there's no denying irritation
drawn brows a tense with anger
the nervous neuron tree a bristle
portend my long outstay
and quick departing
flapping through the facade
and into darkness
some have beautiful voices
some never to return
are sung to the stars like the jewels upon a cobweb
floating on a mornings gift of aura
to where
to drive its car through the heavy air
on a brave adventure
i envy so much freedom as you envy mine
but we each have our chosen logic
each stratagem its gems and mud spats
each life its competition and communion
each home its child
maybe until the one totemic end