No Meaninggist Mindsoul Is Mine - Prelude To It Poem by Michael Witkowski
No Meaninggist Mindsoul Is Mine - Prelude To It
Is only
poetry painting
reality - ben, but, fairy-hairy-imaginary?
No! Assocation of words
trailing one another - flowing
members of an anchor chain pulled
from behind the eye sockets
they follow an inner logic
mind gargoyles them
incessantly
a new year's eve
of shells stripped
of charge, signified
relation of signifiers
among one another
annulled
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