off and on, are more than two phases
the point and, has a temporal life
though it is short, is, has been and will be
departure and arrival have a moment of now
seperates them from the future
I flipped the switch from one stasis to another
the point of in between has a life span
less than alpha and gamma rays
glossed over by gestalt
trying to deny negligibles, neglect points
of departure, change from one phase to another
psychodelic flashings of light and Dali's
watch of surrealism
blinking, shuts off the glare of change
settles and sets the mind
into set and more sets
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem