transfiguration of a senseless being (finished)

this sliver pallet of air holds it in the 2-3 dimensional, own most essential
metaphysical bending of a picture
a mirror bending literature
a figure, salivation at both ends
hungry for what's never been
the regal single tear of after sense
but this dripping bold of "black"
cast on canvass backs of life before just that
transfigures metaphysics of seeing-site as self divine
moved by massive suicide of momentary life
held in the press of being--necessity
and the cupped hand of what can't

tear the flesh, off the man,
in hopes for, sense perception,

come myself to the oracle's pitch.
but then, i'm told that this i've already found

absurd, indeterminate explosion