Deep sleep
seems to be a figment
of my ruminating imagination

Just as my sex life
seems to be a fading figment
of my dark penetrative
and glad light receptive
co-passionate imagination

And trauma
feels like a figment
of my Master Knows Best addictive history
limiting legitimate compassionate love
to exclude all my body’s wrong
but feels so right
sacred places

Thinking I am a bit queerly curious
about integrity’s 1/0 bigenderal
iconic Taoist co-governance
for health care
giving Light
receiving wealth share
Power

Dipolar Co-arising
convex-1/concave-0
bilaterally co-passionate hot potential

Regenerating ego-1/eco-0 co-empathic mindfulness
appreciating timeless win/win balance
yang-1/yintegral-0 cooperative

Co-invested
since before indigenous wu-wei messages
SunRadiant Light/Earth DarkMoon Powers

Deep wound
whole wombed Black Hole
not-not 0 = +1
holonic co-balancing non-systems
felt pursuing win/win grace

Wind
a penetrating figment from above
seems to become flirtatious
with deep and wide
creation-bearing seas
yearning
churning pregnantly below

Where troubling sleep
becomes a figment
of deprived
traumatized
self v other
win/lose chronic
“Always Lose” re-imagination

As colored in
between white supremacist lines
Black Hole sacred figments
of timeless wounded blues
empty of champion crews
for compassionate thrival news.