Bland, greasy fast food
distends my gut; though I could eat a meal.
Fully rich with blending beauty
does the art by masters done,
Fills the chalice of my senses
and my family and my world.
In all of us a light beams outward
illuminating all that is old.
Cast not an eye to closely to
the still drying oil;
the chime is not yet still.
Like a vacuum ever drawing
sucking dirt to small to see.
So does modern art show us
what is too personal to
notice in another.
Choose
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black ribbon slide out
from heavy clouds with metal ticks
grinding your length.
carry my thoughts away with rubber
high above these simple marks
passing over many blind eyes.
down i fly without
retrospective holding clear
peering forward deep in day.
whisking upward sunward starward
racing lightning bluing jag
a clap unheard since before.
at once clear icons blurred
and passed in colors beyond
my drinking eyes.
deeper pulled me to outward
illuminating a path
that lead in all directions.
Primal Stream ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DEFINT A-Z I = 1 ' I must start somewhere 10 I = I + 2 ' I prefer to be odd FOR U = 3 TO SQR(I) STEP 2 ' U must be odd too IF (I MOD U) = 0 GOTO 10 ' if U are in me I'm not prime NEXT U ' so keep trying until U are done PRINT I; "is prime" ' U are not in me so I am prime GOTO 10 ' and I last forever