SIMPLIFY

What?!

When Complication

is my shadow and beloved!

When themes of clutter and muddle are natural;

in comfort with many and much.

Indeed, that is an alien skill,

if broader, wider perspectives are innate

and the soul is hungry for angles.

Little truck with parts -

the religion of separate bits

and processes of inspection

and comparison thereof.

A bio-ist; a strange, stray creature

of synarchic entirety,

perverse unlabeledness.

Definition is mortal diversion: 

a random herring in the Flow,

to focus on and obsess about.

Smaller and smaller, into infinitude,

huger and vaster, likewise:

What’s the difference, man?

The formula for relativity, mayhap!

So what?

I need to breathe, be

experientially.

Perception per se

Is supernumerary;

spacetime toys to play with.

Movement itself is implicit

perhaps.