Sunday, January 15, 2006

It is what it is (you understand)

It is what it is

so when is it
and
when is it not

is what I mean

why is something
some thing
and not another

when everything
is made of the
same thing

is what I mean

when do you land
on a leaf
and travel the infinite
roundedness of green

to then return
to air

is what I mean

because I can love
the micro
and
the macro
is what I mean

because it is discontinuous
in its presences
and continuous in absentia

is what I mean

it is what I mean

the thinking
thing

that I am
it is what it is

1 comment:

J C said...

you should use this poem for the double visions show.