starke und zeeman effect

the scientist is renegade
filling empty space between stars
with the power of belief.
and what about the planets
what about the seas?

the dragon's eyes
one winking jupiter
one venus. . one planck out
says the stuff of our world
does not exist
the way we believe it exists
i can tell you this much
there is no matter as such
a force that holds it all together
is the matrix of all matter, a mind
the mind your mind, mine.



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  i'm reading nietzsche
that old etymologist.
 he said it first, ego boosted.

 belief is thought
marrying emotion.

&

we have love and fear as our wholeness.

he said it
 but he was germanic and wild
 laying claim to superman
 in syphylitic grandiiosity
the best  kind., delusional
but of sound body. he didn't know
he was insane.



















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rode Us nineteen tonite
to see a play written by a local
produced by a local
theatre troope still putting out
  still producing art, still
wanting to communicate the pain
and   joy of human experience
into the center of being all eyes upon us/

commerce closed all up and down the strip.
hospice is doing well though. how close
i am to peerdom with the clients
of the successful industry along this stretch
of paved paradise  where all god's audience
drive large town cars from which
 they can't see over the steering wheel
but it's ok. autopilot works for the most part.



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i'm sipping sake, missing the feel of your fingers
and teeth. feeling the  quantum well form
between us.

 the way we absorb absolution
the sorries you carry like calling cards
the whip i wield like a whistling drum
charged by   dna,
 held together by excitons
the wrench of your back
the bear trap waiting  in my hip






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back home the disaster area
resulting from my attempt at motherhood
awaits. i could have sworn i did
that laundry before i left washed
the dishes, wiped the counters
but here they are again, all fucked up.

in addition i swept the floor
because it's that time of the month.

three generations in this house
only the oldest holding it together.
the double bass gleams
  in the corner, set on it's side
facing the wall. the doorposts are stripped
by the visiting cat. the place falls apart
apace. even magnets can't hold together
what splits out into the dark.