AErIOUs

AErIOUs pushes the sun eater

through the continuum hypothesis

on the breath of four male philosophers,

aspirating acid,

alpha– omega– peter to peter.

IOUEA is such a sweet crustaceous coup

of fossil sponge engrossment.

OLIO of oddities profoundly

collects dust on a mahogany table

of life, haunted by ghost words

and torrential misremembering.

AEUIA twice praises this carnival

unto the ages of ages.

On bookshelves in an empty bibliotheque,

pick the last peppers of sages

one iota before the frost comes.

Time measures illusions

of the deepest uncertainty

a zeptosecond past death

in a different universe with different maths.

EUOUAE notations follow the music,

chant words without consonants,

speak in the language of sets!

Sense the first rumble,

wind through the tunnel…

resonating stars,

Temporal or spatial, it howls;

mutes, semivowels, and vowels.

OIOUEAE in a world without end

amen... oscillates in the order of velocity.

In saecula saeculorum,

mazes so intricate, eccentric,

intervolved yet regular.

In the chant of seven vowels,

Sacred circle without openness,

give me to the atmosphere!

EUnOIA begins to breathe life

but the little OIsEAU has forgotten

to give while the hand is still warm.

Lost long before Ut Queant Laxis

rises in the polygon,

yet still the sun leads the choir

of planets building the cosmic chord

in the harmony of the sphere.

Aeolian shivers whistle through Metatron,

give me to the atmosphere!