As love dictates

Horizontal skies, red flare clouds
Stripe the sky above the towns.
Spider´s web cross leaves of grass
The butterfly who flits too fast.
Death´s eight runners pounce
Chitlin fangs paralysis
Death. is not proud to amount
Life so small to account.
But grows in pride to hear the cries of
vertical lives, human size
Punkies and monkeys
Crystal-meth junkies who die
overdosed heroes on heroin.
Jimmy Hendricks Janice Joplin
How we miss them. What a sin.
But then again, that was them.
A different way home
Some blocks down. See what´s here?
Opens on a plaza square.
Opens is the empty air.
Open space everywhere.
Vacuum in time and distance
Everywhere empty.
Everywhere dense.
Makes no sense. Death so near,
An answer soon we shall hear.


Unless death is emptiness.
Emptiness does not exist by definition
Unless it’s mixed in opposition;
But, fullness dense,
cannot may not be mixed by definition with emptiness.
Everywhere empty
Everywhere dense
Qubits twisting to quantum sense.
Some days hence,
an answer we shall hear.
Maybe in another year.

A butterfly twitters and rears,
wrapped in silk, the spider nears.
Tripping across his cobby tiers.

All will be clear, -quantum clear.
An answer soon we shall hear
Who’s to say, in a year,
As we flit, sudden fangs, paralysis?
Death to body, death to wit.
As love dictates, so be it!