weaving words between time

ßecause i like the weave of words
that slips through mind space
and time with an easy catch
of line and loon
the weft of thought and word
the counterweight of thing unseen
thing unthought  and things that be
fully brought forth
fully matterfied
in matter's much of nought
a quantum field of dreams
engravitised
enthingified
enmassed
asymmetrically

casting lines requires a flick of wrist
requires a gentle  calm  patient  sense
of time's good emptiness
its oh    ah
um  not sure i
know what you mean unless
 unless
that inner rhythm
that heartbeat of whymy whym
slipsliding knowingly carelessly
over the rooftops of eternity
o'er the waters therebeneath
is
 assume the absolute

ah  breathe that sweet fragrant reminder
that here be gods in their infancy
in their natural habitat  playing carefreely
unobserved by man
resting between times
between ticks of sun and moon
as our planetary clock tocks
the ages of man and a celestial orchestra fiddles
our flat-footed poem into espadrilles of song
into leaps and bounds
on the fretboard of merry-goes-round
the world precessing equinoctially
a wobble no less
a motley wobbliness
and therein lies the upturned lips
the chuckle
an irrepressible toothy grin
this strange infusion of humour
into what was supposed to be
a deadly seriousness of thingy thing

ah me   a Juliet sighs affectingly
 the time i knew that words may fracture
into ten thousand splintered snicks of light
prismatically
slithering haplessly back into open jaws
of tethered infinity
that all our endeavours
every attempt at mellifluousity
at conjuring semblant meaning from
the void of words-fail-to-expressfulness
indeed  can only draw a horse-hair bow
across the strings of what might be
expressed conjecturally
but never known
never fixed in time or space
never certainlied
unless  that is  i   humanity itself
succeeds in painting
time into the very substance
of my breath
the very interlude-cum-internode
the hubbleness of breath o'er mind
mind o'er heart
heart o'er recalcitrant um
 and the rest justifiably
be damned

you see how easy it is
to lose your way
to skid off the hydrophobic skin
of water's otherness
the side of life we cannot ever comprehend
so let me drum my message wordlessly
let it resound throughout
and if you notice primal urges
moving your so called feet
 your so called body
twining or tensing those sinews of
your so called mind until you inadvertently
alligator smile your way onto the front page
of my happy dentistry review of gapeless grins
biding there blissfully unaware
of time's last huzzah
its preternatural whyme
 that will do