avi sato . be thought . live dreams



Coherence devolves ungovernable
Behind doors eternally unopened
Forever trapped within snowfalls
Heavy with merits’ unrecognized
Truths shattered by shadows’ inhabitants
Wielding unfocused batons
Of disinformation
And whips of untamed hatred
Cracked against prebroken backs
Fragmented as inherent ideals
Shimmer in disappearance
On streets unaligned
Ends undead yet lifeless
Concentric squares of homeless sensations
Squirming in unripened grains’
Fields of interference
Patterns sensed but ambiguously unimportant
Lost amid flowers of a single petal
Reaching toward proximate star’s warmth
Eclipsed not by Losna’s reflection
But disbelief’s shield of translucent innocence
Where descends light
When diffracting screams
Act crystal to peaces’ whimpers
Not unheard
Purely abandoned

(Avi Sato, 2019)