How do I know what I know?
How does my know-how know when?
What if I don’t know when to know how?
I am in a transition of Truth that won’t change.
It continues, it pervades.
Do I or does it invade?
Against the Truth, against the myself,
Something slips, something moves,
A knowing unknown.
I have nothing but something to prove.
There is something somewhere that isn’t there.
I can’t find it out of myself.
It is nothing but something to lose.
After the fact an absence precedes
The actual matter of fact.
But, how’d we matter the fact?
Me?
I’ve been trailing myself,
don’t know where I’m at.
Chasing ideas to find my way back.
The pulp of the fruit,
The proof is unseen but felt in the act of the act.
You and I are the matter that matter has lacked,
To marry matter to a transitive act.
As an absolute matter of fact.
So, it seems we matter the facts.
This matters after the fact.
Each of us, a body that holds.
Is it all that it does?
No body, nothing will grow…
How do I know what I know?
How does my know-how know when?
What if I don’t know when to know how?
Against the Truth, against myself,
Something slips, something moves.
A knowing unknown.
I know the unknown
Like I feel the invisible comfort of home.
The sum of the parts lost in the whole.
Out of the Truth, chasing a hope.
No space in the world to leave me alone.
Each to their own.
But, what do you own?
My mother dreamt me before giving me bones.
A knowing unknown.
Out of the Truth there’s something I hold,
You and I,
We can turn silence to soul.
To each their own.
But, what do you own?
My father sought me before I was born.
You and I, it’s how we were formed.
How do I know what I know?
How does my know-how know when?
What if I don’t know when to know how?
To each their own
But what do you own?
My mother dreamt me before giving me bones.
How do I know what I know?
How does my know-how know when?
What if I don’t know when to know how?
To each their own.
But what do you own?
My father sought me before I was born.
A knowing unknown.
How do I know what I know?
How does my know-how know when?
What if I don’t know when to know how?
I am in a transition of Truth that won’t change.
It continues, it pervades.
Do I or does it invade?
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