Concrete floats in the air!
I do like floating, gossamer things. They too can be concrete. Concrete floats in the air!
:- Doug.

I do like floating, gossamer things. They too can be concrete. Concrete floats in the air!
:- Doug.
Meaning speaks through poetry
I do not yet but must seek over and again to
understand
:- Doug.
Word speaks through me
Word is not me becomes me
Nor word nor image—clear
:- Doug.
Whoever says “I” must always and ever move
I once thought myself solid, now I am dissolved
Torn to shreds, scattered in acid pools
I now touch wider ground and travel in foggy air
Whoever is no longer is—more: affects
:- Doug.