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2014, 4*, Batman, bedroom, being, bird, birds, birdsong, black, black bat, blue, books, branches, breakdown, breathing, breeze, Brighton, brown, buildings, bus, discernment, identity, path, possibility, reading, tag cloud poem, talking to myself
between the Batman and the bedroom
are all the possibility of
much like all the discernment between the bird and birds
without getting lost in the song
but beware the long and windy path between black
the black bat
and blue
always remember to read between the books –
there is many a fall between branches and the open space of breakdown –
and always ground yourself breathing with the breeze
… especially when insensate in Brighton lost amid the brown brown facades of buildings
and never ever forget the moving bus
especially from around the corners
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
Batman wormhole: wha’
bedroom & brown wormhole: … still waving!
being & talking to myself wormhole: the Big Stage
bird wormhole: looking
birds wormhole: the pleasant land / of counterpane
birdsong wormhole: rhetorical inevitability inexorable in both immanent dissipation & implicit effulgence
black & buildings wormhole: still there?
black bat wormhole: LET’S GO!
blue & books & breeze & reading wormhole: transition
branches wormhole: let
breakdown wormhole: I don’t know what to do …
breathing wormhole: again
Brighton wormhole: new life
bus wormhole: ‘spilled out of the nurses’ / quarters …’
identity wormhole: shared anxiety
path wormhole; all the while / the flagpole rope / occasionally flaps / the breeze
tag cloud poem wormhole: tag cloud poem II – acceptance
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