To Orderly Randomness Bow Down

Random words fill like empty calories
but thoughts behind can't help but shine
in this foam several sometimes blend
an itchy scratchy place like a beard shadow

one or two follicles
tic or toc
going once
or
going twice?

this quantum nonsense designated and authorized
being pulled along by a weakened force leaving behind
favorite phases for having one and the same life
guess again there is bound to be a right choice

copyrighted

wings are spread to collect the wind
snowlike words spin in eddies seeming disaster
but slight adjustments of peripheral feathers
feel the coming changes in dreams instinctual

intellectual

drippings electric
hands on healing
shocked rocked
dancing ceremony
middle class devil
brought the bow down
by bowing down to profit

this is the false way and believe
that your mustard seed bursts by the shore as a tree
and what your hands could not communicate to one another
is stored in (impossible quantum fluxuations beyond infinity) the source