ARCHITECTURE

 

Orange neon hum and glow, paints
across the blackish backdrops
(texture dabbed by breathing smog)
throbbing darkened views of crystalline towers
rising without rhythm,

folding up edges in their reflection

pulsing shadows

in small places

 

© Benjamin Thomas

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ARCHITECTURE II

In the crowded horizon
crooked edges pile up around
imbuing new dimension to the sky
constraining footsteps as
panoramas, to the

ground
directed
to narrow alleys in the shade
and in curved, uneven back streets
where one can lose his way

 

© Benjamin Thomas

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BEDLAM 

A high reaching violet frequency, piercing
widely           descending sharply
unravelled
an elastic filigree is stretched down
to a perfect
point
.
and grey silence like dull bullets  

                fall  
flat.

 

A bead of black ink, the profound midnight oil
poured upon the reachless, unknown,
pitchless
white abyss
flecking dimension, height,
                              duration,
leaking, veiling
length, and forms
in ghoulish voids

 

© Benjamin Thomas

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PARALLEL

 

When floor and sky should meet in view
to lie together side by side,
with nothing between but trees

to divide

Just as when lungs’ capacity is reached
or an open mind
that echoes wide
as that dazzling expanse

 

© Benjamin Thomas

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PSEUDO-META-PATA
We need only sunlight and an earthly eye
to perceive
in the shadows on the wall
the tango of the warmest
and the coolest air

 

© Benjamin Thomas

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