the sea is in your eyes and i have been on fire all this time.
gasps for air speak volumes as prayers to the source.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
from whence clarity and potentialities flow
being proximal
a sort of swell, satiating whole
streaming into me
heart is where the home is
a priori prodigal
intelligible as could be
a sort of swell, satiating whole
streaming into me
heart is where the home is
a priori prodigal
intelligible as could be
Saturday, July 12, 2008
luminosities
silence the watchword and voice as the vice
wide open as the windows pouring rain into your eyes
with sailing songs of remedy sung out into a surge
inducing accelerations to crescent states of being
truly the elect will never compel
wide open as the windows pouring rain into your eyes
with sailing songs of remedy sung out into a surge
inducing accelerations to crescent states of being
truly the elect will never compel
Monday, March 3, 2008
Hatching Five
Outside my window,
I raced the sounding engine's whistle only days ago.
A volcano given way to pressure,
there are jewels in the river.
Ash flowing downstream launders my skin of the memory.
Smiles are not painted,
faces are not made of canvas.
Drinking lye,
etching truth into magnetic stone.
Dissolving value and burning,
burning my eyes again.
Reflections prove precisely what you never were.
Oh, how I should have known,
the soothing glow,
it told me so long ago.
Oh, how I should have known,
the words we formed,
they sound out your name.
Oh, how I should have known all along.
It is only a word, it is only a word, it is only a word,
I will always remind myself.
I raced the sounding engine's whistle only days ago.
A volcano given way to pressure,
there are jewels in the river.
Ash flowing downstream launders my skin of the memory.
Smiles are not painted,
faces are not made of canvas.
Drinking lye,
etching truth into magnetic stone.
Dissolving value and burning,
burning my eyes again.
Reflections prove precisely what you never were.
Oh, how I should have known,
the soothing glow,
it told me so long ago.
Oh, how I should have known,
the words we formed,
they sound out your name.
Oh, how I should have known all along.
It is only a word, it is only a word, it is only a word,
I will always remind myself.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
positive oscillator
our bodies accumulate brilliance and reflect on the sun.
permeating the marrow and shining out/in to the vacuums and void.
inevitably perceiving the shifting as instance.
misunderstanding as to why all the others lie their trust in promethean cities.
please heed the beacons in the firmament.
permeating the marrow and shining out/in to the vacuums and void.
inevitably perceiving the shifting as instance.
misunderstanding as to why all the others lie their trust in promethean cities.
please heed the beacons in the firmament.
symbiolic
this is a struggle for your senses, so surrender.
it's not like you use them or need them.
a cadenced swarm of timeless light and faceless shadow.
you never leave home without it,
make a camera of your mind and see.
a format is so simple,
and you'd rather think about yourself.
it's not like you use them or need them.
a cadenced swarm of timeless light and faceless shadow.
you never leave home without it,
make a camera of your mind and see.
a format is so simple,
and you'd rather think about yourself.
you're not real if you don't have a ribbon
we exist in symmetry, and somebody lives in the sun.
madam, whose presence flows through us always.
dearest luna, please keep us streaming through to lucidity.
oh, please just keep us alive.
madam, whose presence flows through us always.
dearest luna, please keep us streaming through to lucidity.
oh, please just keep us alive.
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