In the acid
-bath of
any brain
that thinks
enough
reality
dissolves.
What’s left
but something
known as
nothingness
plastered
over to
conceal it,
then painted
on to look
as real as
a rock or tree
revolving
round a
magic star.

In the acid
-bath of
any brain
that thinks
enough
reality
dissolves.
What’s left
but something
known as
nothingness
plastered
over to
conceal it,
then painted
on to look
as real as
a rock or tree
revolving
round a
magic star.