Pass on by

Jim White
Mar 8, 2023

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photo by the author

mind zig zag

breath erratic

reality as a peanut shell, stepped upon

epic zoom in to reveal

legs tingle

how long can I maintain this

stance

I ask beetle on leaf for one chance

but realizations rush like blood to dome

it’s all in my foam home under hair blowing in thunderstorms

heaven or hell

this universe I dwell

with

in. out.

changing shape

formless

end

burned out to be born

a cell under microscope

molecule of galaxy

infinite source

energy hums like

air conditioneer hanging on ledge

we pass

on by.

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Jim White
Jim White

Written by Jim White

Creation. Transformation. Metamorphosis play. Onward. To float over desert expanse, on a breeze.

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