Just an experiment. Late Saturday night. Using the text of Uncle Donzo who was a mysterious stream character to start with. What does the text hide when you look at it sideways? It feels a little like reading tarot to me. A mystic process. Will be doing this again. I have some ideas,

Poem One:

Moments forgotten.

Where hours/ faces untold.
Traced the light of day.

Relief longed for.
The soil/ the air.

How you do?

All strangers figure out.
Sometimes you want /you need.

Start Counting.
Alone.

Hide consequences.
Moments no one sees.

Poem two:

Flickering, fleeting
Our hearts.

Fractals eyes wide open.
Visions running white.
Need. Wanted.
Blue.

Seeing faces/demons now.

Squeeze your past.
Sucker your gut.

Determined now.
Without despair.

Horizon a dream.
Spun together.

Poem Three:

My skin in not knowing
What might have been.
Another version. 
Typing and laughing.
Hahahaha.

Go around
The limitless possibilities.