Mutant Thoughts

mutant thoughts
spawn

the air is dank
blood heat

tepid adjectives
hang
without
a subject …

the object sits
tongue hanging out
cooling the breath

the only action
while nothing fills
the spaces between
every thing
every cell

and there I shall
meet you.

and we shall be
one mutant thought …

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27 thoughts on “Mutant Thoughts

  1. tepid adjectives
    hang
    without
    a subject …

    the object sits
    tongue hanging out
    cooling the breath…ha love the play in those lines….mutants are pretty cool…i grew up with them…smiles…cool verse marousia…

  2. the thoughts n this poem keep flying around my own feelings: … and we shall be one mutant thought … How often do we hope for that result, while at the same time we must accept that such a moment has even changed before we realize it. The process of change, of mutant existence, has no beginning nor end.

  3. Love this play on the parts of speech…you brought them to life in a space not normally occupied by them…if you know what I mean… And the mutant thoughts coming together as one…very cool.

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