beautiful

the world is all a-swirl
"ugly's" been replaced by
"beautiful"

and i stand
in the middle midst
hands invisible

inside the sentence chamber
words are all a flutter
cradling
not wings
but rather
- unborn poems

inside the seething of the hole
inside the writhing of the seething gaping whole
inside the twisting turning churning of the all increasing
sanities
and well earned
vanities

i stand
alone and full
one of one too many
still not knowing what to make of
all this

swirling whirling whispering seething writhing twisting turning churning burning yearning wriggling while-in' fold up in upon
collapsing

beauty


- kim thompson thursday 6 may 21:29 seoul, korea