Marshall Gass Poems
To Find Yourself, Lose Yourself
inside the cavernous mystery
that exists within you.
Self-reflect and remain silent
as you course your own veins
savouring every spectacle
touching every muscle
strolling through platelets
and rbcs wbcs, nerve knots
and cortex malfunctions
kidney pies and testosterone inspired
stimuli surging mountains
spiralling into decaying depravity
until you arrive
at a conclusion of who you really are.
Look back at the millions of systems
that grind and churn your life into meaning.
Never ever forget that like you
billions of others ...
There was always chaos. In life, love and magic
unbroken universes, existed before
new universes formed in the trillion trillion split second.
That idea alone is chaotic. Philosophy begins
first line: Its only from chaos all reason springs
and so we lurch forward assured that
we are still bumbling idiots oozing metaphors
and other cunning devices to write
chaotic stuff, adding to the confusion of thought