Barn. Rhymes with a name.
Yarn. Math. Associative mind
gapping. There are neural points
of failure here, in addition to
connections. Words focus on the
connections, unless you threaten
to erase them. The world you.
There can be more rhymes than
sounds, more barns than yards,
more math than bath. I love a
bath. The shower is an efficiency
trap. The bath is a three dimensional
map. I love association. It has to do
with loving people and loving the
connections between people. And,
incidentally, my fact of being a person.
I sometimes write awful, awkward second
parts of sentences, and I just have to keep
going, using the word just and all that Of
Passive Voice. Barn. Rhymes with tame.
Landing lame, the aircraft insists on
a wind tunnel test to verify that it is
ready to return to the sky. I am
ready to return to the sky. Will you
meet me in the sky?
Roman Ryan 