By V. Shruti Devi (quill-o-the-wisp)
and so on and so forth.
Just to be clear:
It’s always the next day somewhere
Unless you’re talking realms.
And then it’s all irrelevant
anyway.
Almost.
That said,
in terms of
the experiential
and the variously interpreted
existential
across
space and time…….
Infinite avenues of conjecture
Could make for a freezer-full
of nintendogames
or whatever they’re called these days.
Blog it, flog it, or just slog it.
Alternatively,
talk straight
into my charms
if any
Which brings me
to an old billy joel number this time
and I’ll cherry-pick
for the line
that points out
that one
essentially
wakes up
with one’s self.
Clones and spirits,
memories and verse
Interesting clues
to one’s retrospectively viewed
universe
Shadow-boxing
at the grandest scale
-which the river
And whither the vale
Honesty
the virtue
that doth prevail.
