CREATION

The act of existence
is creation.
 
Prying closed eyes open
following a death-like slumber
pours colour and form
onto the canvas
of this dream.
 
Infusing electrical signals
from sweat-laden skin
into the atmosphere
that we insist we live in.
 
The act of existence
is creation.
 
Perceiving people
walking tall
walking low
when they aren’t even there
simply placed in my frame
by my consequential stare.
 
All this green
that swims in the wind
itching for nothing
since it knows
that it does not know
 
well it conspires against
the usual way of being
when the usual way of being
is to claim to know
everything.
 
The act of existence
is creation.
 
Convert my imaginary DNA
into something more expansive
than the space that it is said
to live in
 
while becoming alive
at the very same time
 
while all cells thrive
on the thoughts
that they inhabit
invading the privacy
of their own microscopic planets.
 
The act of existence
is creation.
 
So when we create
intentionally
consciously
joyously
 
we are extending
our Selves
beyond the boundaries
that aren’t even there
 
our tendrils stretching out
with hearts and genitals
laid bare
 
Every act of creation
is the only reason we live.
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