There was nothing

but my eyelids,
and the rotation
that could obstruct the view of our
celestial reference
as I wondered at how
            and why
everything is spinning
even as I sit still

drawing on the mythologies
and mixed metaphors
in order to persuade
or attempt to justify

we are convinced that literature
is a way in which meaning is
designated
this significance
is appealing in a perception
void of significance

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