A refractal person of
mutli-nominal engaging
disrepresentationiating
esotericationating
deeliminating
refractalizing
extractionating
dissuffocating
surfacations
A truly factual integrated
self-materialized individual
efaced in one surface
of 360 centigradians
heat dissapating
a letter better than
De Brogolie
could wave-a-length
of van der walls water forces
less measure the boiling solution
to his problematic entrophication
resolution
Resolved
a cool guy...
penny wise
as all the others lies
whose who's
First
last
centered best
less to find in him
a middle measured point
to any the other's lies
of worst or best
And never where you look
to find him
Cause all the others
middle
lying one place
they all alone 'ad closed
off in space
and he not moved an inch
in the open space
not anywhere to trace
with eyes look straight in a line
straight
only to any those occupied
at stearing
and helmmastering
themselves
somewhere higher
lower
at
or
somewhere beyond
the center of the place.
Marvin Eli Kirsh
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I see you in all. Keep striving, Marvin, I feel faith, a misnomer, a bit closer to me with your continued presence.
Erin
PS I love/appreciate the graphic you used. It feels of LA.
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