A New Language

I am studying a new language

Language beyond projections

I read books

Take notes

Inhaling

Watch the world go by

Sit on a dry lawn

A blurring noise

A winged, green beast lurches above the treetops

On mountains

In deserts

On the seas

Ravens, pushed by the gale winds, uttering the snake dance

The Black Sun

Speaking in terms of all of it, which I create and destroy

It is this way

I possess others

With my thoughts