by Scott Thomas Outlar
Point number ninety
The organization of shifting variables proves to be a difficult endeavor. If one (ship) harbors doubts on this thesis, then by all means: experiment (wrecked).
Point number ninety-one
The counting began [one thousand]; the shuttle was prepared to begin the journey for which it was [nine hundred] created. All systems at proper functioning capacity [eight]; the ignition ignited, the propulsion propelled, the reason was [zero] born.
Point number ninety-four
Love over sex.
Creation over pleasure.
Point number ninety-five
I am closing in (closing) on this (down). Repairs toward recovery (covering), then recreation (up). A critique (changing) on life, an over-all (still) analysis.
Point number ninety-six
scrape, crash, crunch, come together harshly.
changing, maturing, growing, evolving, multiplying.
in my thoughts, deserved, warranted, necessary.
Point number ninety-eight
Surprise. Surprising. I am the surprised. Delay thought. I am the spin, I twirl. Orange, yellow, red, hunchback vision, almost standing tall, then down again, tumble, blue, green, pools of water, dive into the mirror, trap, I am entrapment, hands, fists, punching at nothing, let me out, grey, black, sliver roses, white lightning, returning, surprised again.
Scott Thomas Outlar spends the hours flowing and fluxing with the ever changing currents of the Tao River while laughing at and/or weeping over life’s existential nature. His chapbook “Songs of A Dissident” will be released in January 2016 through Transcendent Zero Press, and his words have appeared recently in venues such as Yellow Chair Review, Harbinger Asylum, Tuck Magazine, and Of/with. Scott can be reached via his site 17Numa.wordpress.com.