(or Listerine & Love)
Too mobilized
To induce artifice
Frenetic elixir of life
Ultimate novelty of becoming
It's called Physics
Thanks to sufficient reason
Thanks to dramatic Echo
No stranger
against Ambition
No place of business
No Lord and master
Forever wrenched
(or is that wretched?)
Cretan labyrinth
Gloriously dark
Greenroom
@NevadaTestSite
Any theory of crisis
Couplets that kill
Home manicures & private plays
Precarious tort
Endless thought police
Here’s the thing
Beneath its name
Song threads into song
History
Shrink wrapped
Miracles & prodigies
To remove doubt
Hand divides ear
Celestial signs
Virgins and saints
Modeled on hideous progress
It is not philosophy
Engrossed in the business of life
Nor the less probable shadow
Sleeping as the crowd also sleeps
Treasuring the profane place
[What did you just say!?]
Primary unit and example
They go in
One native village
Feeling below surface
Machine to mold thought
There is no surpassing
No light at all
No sound
Just Listerine
& love in the air
ps. People can do anything
Lisbon earthquake
Spinoza's acknowledgement page
Ego, commodity exchange
Introspection and intuition
The discovery of math
Subdivided
Drive and motive
Useless rigors of organization
Socrates’ finger paintings
Guardians of insomnia
Theatre
Riddled with holes