Norman's poems fascinate me. They are coded....so look beneath the surface.
Ominous tones of psychosocial stress
Hasten a catharsis in consciousness
To carry culture athwart the chasm
A kindling ignites an inkling a spur
As purgatives and paradigms concur
In this time of parenthesis - Atone
Shockwaves are swelling the marginal zone
A luminous rush ineffably slips
Across the epoch of Apocalypse
This crisis point with miracles gifted
Is swiftly into epiphanies lifted
One the road a godsend a prod a goad
To go into godhood and then explodeImage by Artist Alex Grey
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