The Scene

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 03, 2023

The 
scene.
From
nothing.
Flesh 
bone.
Materialize.
Short
stay.
Vaporize,
aether,
origin 
bound.
Ash heap
in time,
all that
remains.
Ideas.
Vibrations,
ripples 
of thought.
Transcends.
Thoughts,
concepts
passed 
around.
Moving
forward.
Continue 
on. Future
bound.
Measure 
of existence.
Not physical.
Not flesh
or
bone.
Mental!
Mental
constructs,
fluctuations.
Emanating 
from a
moment
in time.
Vibrating 
throughout 
eternity.

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Christopher Russon commented on Aug 07, 2023 at 8:40am

Clever write indeed,

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