sinking
i feel the vertical
horizontally
i drop, going forward
into the present of past
into the front of time
quicker
as i move slower
seeking the essence of what
it means
to be
me.
May 25th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
sinking
i feel the vertical
horizontally
i drop, going forward
into the present of past
into the front of time
quicker
as i move slower
seeking the essence of what
it means
to be
me.
May 22nd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
A bow wave of solitude
An atmosphere, of truth
A conduit for the beautiful
Within the nourishment, of youth.
May 7th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
Through the eye
Of our history
We struggle to free,
The presence of meaning
From the answers,
We see.
May 1st, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
A dynamical history
A reduction, of form
A continued collusion
Through abduction, by storm.
April 24th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
On course distortions
Of direct,
Dispersed source
Distracts from the motions
Of indirect,
Produced force.
April 23rd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
Expanse
In a trance
Within a relative glance,
Exists
In a vacuum,
Of chance.
April 16th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
A red light emission
Burns bright
And stays true
To a dense deep
Admission
That stays tight –
To fates view.
April 10th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
Cold
And alone
A captured shimmer, of home
In the depths
Of time
Within a frozen, sublime
Is a voice
So distant
Its gone, in an instant
And an silence
So loud
It thunders through, its cold shroud.
April 9th, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
An object, of mystery
A thought, incomplete
A presence, a power
A tactical, deceit.
April 3rd, 2016 § 0 comments § permalink
The density of heat
Within a radiated shell
Determines the status
Of present,
By reforming
The presence
Of hell.