Ant Smith


Can you imagine a thing.

Can you imagine a thing.


Be it a pebble or a bead.

Think of it terms of space,

cast it as a hard material stone.

Twist it round to the axis of time,

And see it turn to an energetic smoke.

Such are all things.

Such are all things.

Neither wholly smoke nor wholly stone.

Neither here nor neither then.



One the same some equal thing

A simple way to comprehend

Nought begins

And nothing ends

Just intensities

And densities

Of burning lives

And distant friends

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