What is in front of me
is not always what occupies my thoughts.
They tend to wander
to distant
unreachable places:
fantasies,
delusions of grandeur,
wishful dreaming,
wistful thinking.
Envious of those able to
stave off melancholy with
hope,
passion,
appreciation,
syzygy,
all I have is
a double-edged sword
inscribed with:
“curiosity.”
How to wield it,
I do not know.
how to use:
as common as carbon is a poetic stream of consciousness.
there are 3 categories of “poems”:
(i) heteroglossic synesthesia (complete poems)
(ii) hobonyms (words with no homes)
(iii) mind jerky (thoughts to chew on)
after reading a poem you have 3 options to “turn the page”
“RANDOM” – takes you to a random poetic expression
#hastags – take you to another random poem with the same theme or motif
#category – takes you to a random poem in the same category
“no one can step in the same river twice, for it’s not the same river and they are not the same person” – possibly Heraclitus
just as no one can step in the same river twice, no one can have the same experience of “as common as carbon” twice