Oh mushroom oh mushroom
oh cloud in my mind
your spores exude
the tentacles that intercede
where talking fails.
I wish it known to you
that I write now from the depth
I will not be allowed to venture
forth again like this.
I want to see that you understand
that this is not the man who wants to be
with you, but the end of the game
It is not without the use of limbs
that I preach to you – I wave forth
my arms and show you how to
muscle the way forward without knowing
How do you understand this
without knowing you can see it
against the light of the screens?
You do it without knowing when or why.
COPYRIGHT BRUCE E SAUNDERS 2017