Saturday, May 29, 2010


I am hyperbole.
Taking to the cosmos with a fine-toothed comb;
poring over everyday mise en scène.

Everything is exaggerated;
everything is illuminated when
you live in 3D.

The world can beget
such synchronicity when
you see in surround sound.

Inside every second is om;
a sacred cry like the
rich warble of a cello.

Contained in every moment
is a magical Uncanny,
shooing cynicism as it goes,

if you let it.
And you should.

Nikkee Boyle, March 2010

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