Philosophical

of compression one can say
that an imprint is left
so you can see the lattice shake
under the tonnage of the mud bricks
and covered brick by brick a fine collage
drenched and seared with lime-cement
to illustrate the animal faces
of Incan, Aztec and Mayan
swirled about in like-like modern drama
with masks and make-up, hands up and straight-up.

know that within the neutron star
the black channels do quake
in straight lines they bend
and then break
into black pools that to the end vibrate
my friend
one may instead of dissipate
be summoned then into your mind's wake
for its sheer tear
in line they will tear asunder
all of this chaos filled with evil laughter
tumultuous mess
i love you
sweet caress

a swirling pattern compressed