There is a corrosion/a groove
In the persona I've come
To believe.
The mirrors in my eyes are shattering
Around a turquoise salamander;
His laughter made his presence
Known:
(Orphaned in the depths of the
Alabaster forest;
Came rebirth, at the foot of the petrified tree.)
Shadow puppets;
Constricting the shards of shattered mirrors.
Never relinquishing.
Never tireing.
Fracturing my skull as memories try to escape.
Nov 6, 2013
Nov 6, 2013 at 3:16 PM UTC
Allow me to introduce you to the scene:
Empty rooms with padlocked portals
Absconding the identities of the small town
Metropolis.
Crawling through it's empty corridors;
The syrupy melodies, of muddy songs,
Humming themselves.
I see the earth raining into the clouds.
The bone marrow
Injustice bleeds through the Kevlar canvas
Calling out to severed limbs
(of porcelain trees)
On secluded islands, crowded by
ten-thousand concrete angels.
Ten-
Thousand.
"COME ONE COME ALL"
"PREPARE TO BE AMAZED!"
Cries the vulture on the Master
Of ceremonies shoulder, as he circles
The empty bleachers in Padlocked rooms.
Erogenous melodies now;
Creak through the cracks of the hardwood
Floors, whitewashed seven times over.
Is the television too loud, masking the tune that's
Cascading through the room?
The nocturnal sun goes to sleep at night
Tonight.
Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock-Tick-Tock.
The grandfather clock awaits Its final
Stroke.
The overwhelming smell of bathtub
Moonshine, awakens the vanity,
And drowns royal dignity.
Tell the truth,
You have heard this story one million times now.
The ending is ALWAYS THE SAME.
And yet the tape is rewound
And fastened to our eyeballs.
Oct 21, 2013
Oct 21, 2013 at 4:30 PM UTC
Exile me to the severed skies
On sanctuary walls,
Eyes bleed euphoric denials.
Lamp posts illuminate
Mile long, azure compromise.
The nyctophobic light bulb's
Light dwindles after a while.
Silk suit sultans stand single-
File beneath hemorrhaging tides.
Immutable cocoons wrap
Thighs around their sunken smiles.
Oct 10, 2013
Oct 10, 2013 at 7:49 PM UTC
Your words claw out of my eyes,
And fall translucent into the clasped palms
Of my hands.
Listen, listen carefully to the muddled sounds.
Hear the tiger's paws trample the dusted paths of
The vacant streets;
The arcane acres of blotted ink
Sitting beside the ruminant hordes,
Choking on a drawer of silver spoons.
We see through the wall's hole;
A soothing fire raging, yet we cannot touch
It's flame.
STAND IN LINE, take a number
Our turn will be coming soon.
Be the street lamps beneath the redwood's shade
Be the porch swing on the moon's surface.
Be Atlantis, lost and found.
Listen,
listen
carefully...
Sep 8, 2013
Sep 8, 2013 at 12:09 AM UTC
Yesterday's solace
Out of mind, out of sight
Standing stoic, in the wrong kind of light.
Windless ceiling fans,
And vibrant shades of black
Do not look now, but there's no turning back.
While the masses read
Books with empty pages
A voiceless storm across the sky rages.
I'm probably not done writing this one. I feel like there's room for more in here. we'll see. Let me know what you think so far, I haven't heard from you guys in a while.
Sep 2, 2013
Sep 2, 2013 at 10:58 PM UTC
There are painted gardens on my bathroom mirror
Like a surreal window
To the eye of the storm,
A skewed camera lens flare blinding the mountains.
Let's bathe in the hot springs of
Heightened sensitivity
And reminiscence of forgotten tomorrow.
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 10:19 PM UTC
I can't see you through the haze,
I can't remember you through the vuja de.
I can't hear you through the silent crowds,
I can't feel you through the concrete clouds.
I can't remember pleasure through the pain,
I can't listen to your voice to keep me sane.
I can't.
Aug 28, 2013
Aug 28, 2013 at 10:16 PM UTC
I gaze at the big city lights
Dreaming they'll give me sight
They wont help,
They wont help.
I keep hearing time whispering
And dead silence screaming
Out my name,
Out my name.
Walls crumble to the sea,
Foundation made of leaves
Wind takes them,
Wind takes them.
Can you hear the pavement cry
That it cannot touch the sky?
Dry her tears,
Dry her tears.
Aug 11, 2013
Aug 11, 2013 at 12:40 AM UTC
My eyes are cannibals
Let them devour you
My arms are skyscrapers
Let them lift you to the moon
My heart lies here naked
Just waiting for the fall.
Aug 9, 2013
Aug 9, 2013 at 1:04 AM UTC
The water's words gush out of
Both my ears
And on to the icey floor.
What's behind
Your leaky eye's shallow disguise?
Were you ever
Awake when your eyes were closed?
My ear is
Frozen to the floor waiting for
Your whispers.
Condensation drips off of
Empty vases
Clinched in the viper's closed fist.
The cycle,
Constant and never ending
Will repeat
Until the cataracts fall
From your eyes.
Aug 4, 2013
Aug 4, 2013 at 12:26 AM UTC