[New post] An art of unknowing

Mark Ryan posted: "Do not sleep. Just dream. Call my name, and count to fifty. Slip into that small space between the bookshelf and god. Go, and leave all that stuff upon me. A poetry of indecision. Boxed unimagined dreams. Like my name scratched into the refrigerator. A fr" Respond to this post by replying above this line New post on Havoc and Consequence An art of unknowing by Mark Ryan Do not sleep. Just dream. Call my name, and count to fifty. Slip into that small space between the bookshelf and god. Go, and leave all that stuff upon me. A poetry of indecision. Boxed unimagined dreams. Like my name scratched into the refrigerator. A frigid corrosion of souls. I took you inside me, as I […] Read more of this post This free site is ad-supported. Learn more ​ Mark Ryan | December 5, 2021 at 7:36 pm | Tags: answers, art, birds, book, dreams, god, love, poem, Poetry, stolen, uncertainty, unknown | Categories: birds, god, love | URL: https://wp.me/p6f77q-39r Comment    See all comments    Like Unsubscribe to no longer receive posts from Havoc and Consequence. Change your email settings at Manage Subscriptions. Trouble clicking? Copy and paste this URL into your browser: https://havocandconsequence.wordpress.com/2021/12/05/an-art-of-unknowing/ Thanks for flying with WordPress.com