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The manifest of vitality, rewritten

Can you dream about the dead?
I ask the sunset, while she fleshes
at night and settles in shadow-colours.
Can you digest this bony reality,
like a dog, like a buddha, like a cross
on a Sunday morning?
I ask Schrödinger's Cat, while he purrs like
a drunken gutar, and pointed to a vision
in the harsh sky.
The savannah trembles in agony,
for the big Subjective awakes.
How to frame the honey-coloured clouds?
I ask Yggradsil, the tree with the many leaves;
he didn't reply, but sinks in a prayer,
made of a substance I never thought before.

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Pleased to meet you! Great title, by the way. I don't know who all those people are that you mentioned so i suppose I will have to look them up, to satisfy my curiosity. Thanks for expanding my mind! My favorite lines are:

I ask Schrödinger's Cat, while he purrs like
a drunken gitar, and pointed to a vision
in the harsh sky.

suggestion: I think gitar should be guitar.

Love the ending lines. see you around neo!

always, Cat

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thank you Cat for your comment...ahh, a small typo, I still think in Dutch I think. For the names in the poem, Schrödinger was a quantum fysicus tried to prove the paradoxal nature of the quatum mechanic by setting up a test with a cat (not a real one)..Yggradril is the world-tree from the Nordish mythology, which connect all worlds, that of the gods, men, giants. Greetings, Erwin

(a poem a day keeps the doctor away)

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I enjoyed reading this one from you. Great writing!

Thank you Janice

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