(THE SEVENTH DEGREE OF HIGHER CAUSALITY)
THE SOUND...
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I as man want to matriculate into you on cellular levels.
To study of your form... It so intriguing to me that I upon learning all its glory would graduate to god status.
Become a denizen of the seventh level of heaven.
Thou such a lovely digression.
I as man want to be reborn in your womb.
My head pushing its way to emergence in your honey pit.
Stroking your back walls and scratching your itch.
My words the shushing of the wave...
The raging of the tsunami.
I as man seeking our beginnings look into the layers of your epidermis and am taken far beyond the petty boundaries of this realm.
I a thought.
I the thought.
The thought I.
Playing over and over as I trace your lines.
You the object of art that I pore over in my studio.
Play over and over in my mind.
An old song flipped out and new.
I dissolved into you as a new days dawns on an alien world.
A red sun.
A yellow sun.
Born of the blackness son.
I my dear, the willing student learning of you.
JERALD HAMZAHFARUQ MURPHY
