precession

we could have burned. tidal obliquity perfume of your nascent rejection lingers near syllables still cling to ear, barely hear breath from ashes Perihelion precession torque, force me to behave open discourse Morse code, of course we were wounded. bottom has never felt so coarse, hoarse from feeding remorse another antrorse. tiger tusk powdered upon gilded grievance angelic remnant refuse refused to note confusion savaged back upon illusion, your intrusion jack-jawed sibilance scurry meth-maddened mechanics of apsis aperture, until I fall asleep defenseless in ambition Wp=mgr/Iw your angular nature brings moments of inertia vectors and tensors depend all on Euclid’s … Continue reading precession

Heartsick Mandalas-revisited

It is a delicate deliberation that binds us. moonstone pale, this burlesque palantir no longer shows skin along the roads, a whisper can be heard clear we are drawing mandalas in the cornfields hoping the storm on the horizon moves away from here education provided is fraught with peril faces of guard are soluble, malleable they roam, ever-changing, afraid of fear of self cacophonous dirge of progress bellows from our civility drone as mind numbing as any opium the stillness in heartbreak leaves us foraging through consequence Draw a name in lamb’s blood upon doors and harken the trumpet requiem … Continue reading Heartsick Mandalas-revisited

OPTSotS-Starcrawler

This band is making rock n roll fun again August 1, 2019 Bet My Brains by Starcrawler It’s so dark, can you see me? Under  the neighborhood Everybody’s  sleeping Because the dirt feels good Fingers getting thirsty Stars  that drove him mad Everybody’s  dreaming Everybody Bet  my brains I’ve gone insane Bet my brains I’ve gone insane Shut me up and throw me away Sacred blood running through my veins Do  you like your hands dirty? Are you ‘fraid of the dark? You’re like the broken toy That nobody wants [?] don’t look down Nobody wants to come down You … Continue reading OPTSotS-Starcrawler

Check, mate

we have the numbers at night. darker than dark, i think. little monsters on the brink of a hellion cataclysm. someone will get hurt and we will leave them broken in the dirt. it happens and it’s hard but our way is the one that sharpens sticks, no? we were there when Babylon fell, hands held the knives’ in Caesar’s back. Started the 100 Years’ war with set of tinder and a little heresy. Threw the first gas grenade in the Rhine. we killed Kennedy and Marilyn. The lean side of mean. demons of men, we are the ones who … Continue reading Check, mate

Raven

pheromone causeway to a Juliet birthday I will swill poison just to kill you for a day raven black, this attack doldrums hit me landlocked clock on the wall is mocking it was a present from your father antique and complicated just like us I navigate a back way to bus stop and wait for a ride I’m running on a carousel I am unable to define this time you told me one of my issues: I must always have a name for things guess you win because I do not know what to call this place I find myself … Continue reading Raven

hold no more

gold was I given discard along crooked path I wandered. predilection undefined abalone, bloodstone unearned wealth squandered. casting call grain alcohol perjury beckons bequeath sorrow upon tomorrow for I can hold no more today. Take the flower offered a little lighter coffer hand of gold proffered, intricate, this subtle parlay. Of substance, shared sustenance and shadow play.   Image courtesy of Pinterest       Continue reading hold no more

A folding of forms

There is blood in the indecision Ineffectual in effigy The loss stains the water mayhem comes before form of thought and action corals, pale blues finger upon cold lips a radiance too dark finds history in current life just below the surface a glamour of perspective honesty is brutal rippling reflections waves carry a secret until encountering break red droplets of regression palette silver anguish of green cut to the quick, knowing of life in-between image courtesy of Pinterest Continue reading A folding of forms

These feet

I must be defeated ’cause I can feel it in my feet. they won’t move so that must prove something. beauty in the eye of the beholder is much colder when beauty is the destroyer of I would cry but it doesn’t make a difference to this indifferent wraith admiring my corpse. match-stick make-up of a broken bodied discourse on the arrival of final days of my time here. melt into the spring sun and whisper of devolutions in this archetype of feelings that armored our champions. the blood on the pavement is same in color as the one in … Continue reading These feet

OPTSotD-PJ Harvey

Please don’t reproach me For how empty my life has become. I don’t know what really happened, I watched your disappointment At being misunderstood. I forgive you. Oh something metal Tearing my stomach out If you think ill of me. Can you, Can you forgive me? Forgive me. Can you? Can you forgive me too? Too? I tried to learn your language, But fell asleep, Half-undressed, Unrecognisable to myself. Continue reading OPTSotD-PJ Harvey

Wisdom Tainted

Thus it holds true; a steady course nautilus man-made percussion of actions manipulate dense framework as starving bird stares through the window educational tour of laughing matter Would like to return home wherever it may be, the road is long and hard so whisper to me feel this sorrow I wish I knew how to grieve without a need to borrow we decay anyway soulful approaches whimper in fear to drums what is loved most? what is hated least? sensing a sensational sensation, I ask am I making any sense? We watch children prey with handgun heartbeats even the devil … Continue reading Wisdom Tainted