23 full trips round the sun
Countless eclipses and still it flips
Grips and encrypts
The smallest sips of the drips
Blips of infinity
Rips a hole in my divinity
An affinity to begin in me
Yet another circumfrence vividly
And minimallly I promise this day given to me
So this 20th, I push unlimitedly
The 6th moon, with a rush of mimicry
To span the span of runes, brushed with solar imagery
And it spins the spins of hadrons and bosons
Call my life quarky, because its full of automatons
It's like Ramadan, with nutrients withdrawn
I'm Mecca, the Haj is on, the nucleus of prophets drawn
Like moth's to a flame that Earth's revolving on
Heliocentric phenomenon
Kepler's law of satellites when called upon
to calculate speed and in 366 days this ball I'm on
will mark another ring upon the log of my Amazon
Rainforest, when forced by the passage of time trees make rings
Chesire, my fire put to trees makes rings
Like words of winding
Blurs of binding, paths unwinding
Wandering, I puff then pass wondering
About the meaning of it all
I'm cleaning the hull where the rain gets in
and stop the mines from sundering where my will goes
Starboard, the hardboard of cardboard Theseus, day in the life
Brain sets in
Mind kind of blue out in Corvettes
Up set from bed comb drawn across le tete
Offensive, upstairs coffee inside my set
Of cups, head craned to the clock on the wall
Late for an important date I call
Busboys for my Nehru tux, hat and ball point pen
In Flatland seconds
After a spliff, I reckon
And rotations turn to somnambulist mediatations
And the rotations gestation is so far 23 years
The djinn at the bottom of a bottle of beer
I've been taken down, passed around
Until the day my last orbital is no longer excited and calms down
23 orbits here on the wall
I call space and time
I space my rhyme out over the era
This space is mine with no order or clarity
At times the ride needs austerity
But I'd rather make rhyme of prosperity
Rimeing like an ancient mariner, I prefer the hilarity
And give that back for posterity
So I can then enjoy my time with sincerity
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