As if holiness
Were a subtraction
They would have us
These bullies of belief.
Tracks of sparks in pathways of desire,
This darkened room, these walls and doors,
A space to move in, a sudden halt.
Sparks and glimmer in the dark,
Sparks on roads, these gods, these equations.
This electric touch, this love glow
A scatter of sparks.
This blackbird in the morning,
This dull thud of bombs,
A scattering of sparks.
Sound and light
Sprayed along roads
Configuring this dream.
continuing the themes on the nature of thought, the real, the truth, the seen, the unseen the creation of matter and the creation of meaning,