Homer

omni-luminesense
inner presence forgiveness
that what i thought i
wanted
i knew
but fixed is fiction
you know that
now you don*t
and what you see turns to gold
in light its bathed
in light its pure
can you sense my senses?
i smell your joy
a dusting of snow-white
i can taste your smile
i can
and i can*t
fixture falling off the man
on the mountain
caving crumbling
a new statue of dust
for ants
its so big,
its an Odyssey
Homer is strong
to carry 50* his weight
6 legs
in streams splintering
light to starry night
march on