Pullulate

You could
have walked
down,


The opposite 
side of Vine.


Instead,
you parade
your life
past my soul.


It is shredded
into thousands
of little pieces


and disperses 
itself into


the craters 
of Mind.


Never to return.
Self-damaging
at all costs.


-Ailee John

Purple Micro Dot

It appears there are slight
discrepancies here.
Or there.
And perhaps everywhere—
as a general rule.

Do you in fact know
where it is that we are?

It would seem,
that you and I are both here—
in this moment paused at this
word.

Yet, I am not there with you
as you sit there to read this
word.

Or the line below;
Something about
Being in two places at once
Which may or may not
be the case,
here.

In any case,
I used to be here—
where you are now,
so I guess in some form
what we have here
is something illustrative
of sharing…

Our Experiences


-Ailee John