i poem a web across the sky

i poem a web across the sky
between mind and aught

by-passing all
that is thought

skipping o'er
all that is . flatly taught

pulling up roots through
the soles of  head

stamping boots on the thunder dome
i.dread

diving into the roof of hell
beset by fiends of scream and ike  aargh

arriving at an edge where things
cannot

can  not

.um


.a word is but a word
unless i poem it alive  

space  

.pause

in the firmament a thought
descends . a meteorite

crash and burning . lights a moment
sky

and dies
gracefully back to nought

except that flight you felt
inside

beyond what might be rational
.          . between two dots

.          . but to the thunder dome
for words must drum the skin

stretched taut above
a booming resonant.          .nought

tight enough to shake and thrill
the ike and fear of all i locked in

.          . and release the beauty power kept
concealed within

.          . bounty woven in a tangled lattice
of lies, schemes, sin

.          . you see?
grist for the mill . m.ind no.t

i fly
.          . away

0=1 it is . i
am  open source

boom di di ah da  boom di di ah da
boom di di ah da  boo     .      oom

repeat, wash, rinse  
for pity's sake
for  aught