the pollen swarm
is passing strewed
the snarling snout
AHHH- AHHCHOOO'd
hold on, hold on
here comes another
biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig breath in
AHHH... AAAHH--
--PAUSE--
it's quiet up here
this frozen millisecond
where velocity is zero
and my eyes are closed
at the apex of this sneeze
I am not rising
I am not falling
and it's so quiet up here
I wish I could stay
--UNPAUSE--
CHOOOOOO
and out you go
impartial spray
toxicly pink pill,
you do nothing to pollen
you do everything to me
so I may find
uncoordinated tolerance between sternutations
what is done when you are here
is lost
what is not done when you are gone
is found
thoroughly from San Antonio, Texas -- began reading in 1988/89 -- began writing in 1990/91 -- currently studying bureaumancy (public administrstion) at the University of Texas San Antonio Graduate School --
interests and hobbies include: cooking, drawing, gardening, cycling, jogging, music, music theory, meditation, physics, neurobiology, neuropsychology, psychology, neurobiology of disease, virology, anatomy and physiology, economics, organizational theory, communication theory, metatheories, ontology, history, math, criminal justice, epistemology, and so on.
Other things:
When I look at skylines, I see sine waves. When I smell food, I taste music. When I touch objects, I feel energy. When I listen to birds, I hear code.
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