The blink of a sound
From a signal spike knife
Invokes machinations
On the origins –
Of life.
August 30th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
The blink of a sound
From a signal spike knife
Invokes machinations
On the origins –
Of life.
August 28th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
White dwarfs pull
At the edges
Of a shadow, unbound
Revealing its trigger
Its motion
Its light echo, background
Marking its power
Of origin
Waiting, to be found.
August 27th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
Bursting formations
Form dark matter bents
Eject their true nature
Into –
Infalling events.
August 27th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
I watch
For a signal
I search
For a sign
I listen
For that moment
When my soul learns
To shine.
August 27th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
The negative, of night
An inverse, effect
A quantum, correlation
Of a shadow-like, silhouette.
August 23rd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
Battle
Through the depths
The essence of survival
And patience
Exploding
With every effort
And every breath,
To win –
And not become,
Nothing.