Critical, creative and digital writingEcriture critique, créative et numérique

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19 02 2022  

I Multiply

Across the street a window reflects the sun
and blinds me
In this moment of oblivion I see myself refracted
through the world
I multiply
into a fractal actualisation of my otherselves
Lost in this to and fro of photonic bliss
my mind travels across eons
and stretches into infinities
I multiply
Become a diasporic being spread out
across a utopian topography
This sudden emancipation from the limits of my body
is ecstatic
but short lived
for the reflection of the sun
on the window across the street
lasted no time but what it took me
to imagine myself being spirited away
from the so-called material plane
into the redeeming beauty
of a non-existing and yet so real semantic realm