The Purpose of Reality illustrated short story and poetry collections from Meerkat Press, with pretty fair reviews from Publishers Weekly and the like, now available on Amazon and at other outlets, click for details including reviews.
“It’s time to write in the first person,”
he declared, “no more
of the inconsequential,
the vaporous, the bland quotidian.”
In the eyes of everyone he knows
(the check-out people at Wonder Mart),
that is all he is.
But his inner life is burning. After all,
he writes, and glues the pages
on his bedroom walls for passers-by
to see through the window,
although the blinds are never drawn.
“I’ll go deep,
and afterward—no wallpaper—
I’ll burn the page.”
He didn’t know that every corpuscle
of random thought that drifted
through his mind space
was expressible by mere words,
that the inarticulate and indivisible
had vanished long ago.
Moon Echo, click image for larger version (no AI in the creation of this artwork). 8K original image=4 UHD screens. Evolved by my software that seeks unimagined realms. 8K original image = 4 UHD screens, from the ultracubist engine. Art and poetry on Instagram five days per week.