Tingling & loosing my ability to function
Twitching thoughts cut through my memories
I use to admire you from a distance
But now you sit right in front of me, but I wish you wouldn’t speak
The absence of your voice allows me to imagine all the things you’d do to me
The subtle touch of your hand on my thigh…
Makes me nervous and wildly insecure
& Afraid that my imagination is the sole source of your touch
The development of feelings not meant to be unleashed on earth’s domain
Lead me to watch my back as I approach eternity
Running….Running…
Catching up to a spirit that doesn’t want to be found
I lead you to my resting place
Un-breaking all my memories
I sit you down
in the
dark
for
you
to see
all there is
in this kaleidoscope heart
Fragments of desire that wait to intertwine with the gardens of your soul
Running… Running…
into your arms
star dust collides into a poetic awakening
May 5, 2013
May 5, 2013 at 2:48 AM UTC
Pursuing passions fills the world with a throbbing that echoes into other galaxies
Defining gravity, a story is told that burns through time
Leaving humanity with sharpened tears that flower madness and move mountains
(more to come...)
May 4, 2013
May 4, 2013 at 2:23 AM UTC
We are living in a sea of optimism
Unable to be mislead
The same story is being told
It gets so old and feels so cold
You flood us with distractions
That germinate our brains
You fill our lungs with air like a mother’s soothing words
In your sad attempt to ease our sanity
Still we choke and cough up tattered parts
You forget dangerous citizens are involved in a symphonic history
We eat our chicken and never speak
At least that’s what we wish for you to think
Your promises of progress unite most mindlessly
But there are some that know one day your floating fortress will crumble as we make it quake
The price of progress is much too high;
We will not consume it any longer
Or we shall suffer from incurable sanity
(written from the point of view of a person rebelling against force-fed ignorance)
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 11:03 PM UTC
I aim to delight in your laughter
Lost at sea, I wasn't to be
Gleaming with sunflower eyes
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC
Overwhelmed & underground
Aching like a willow tree
Too early to tell if you bite deep enough
Anxious & blue I lie on the floor
My stomach is cruel
It defies my combative mind
Jelly or jam will not do
Feb 7, 2013
Feb 7, 2013 at 8:29 PM UTC
Anticipation sustains the shock
To Immateria I run from solitude
Gravity binds motionless tears and aspirations
Unsettled minds quiver with passion as madness leads back to a private paradise
A charismatic figure emerges to save me from this senile suicide
Dancing images separate me from the eyeless monsters
Enthusiasm curves my lips as the alchemist invades my consciousness
The drowsy air hums like a savage
and eternity amuses itself on our fluttering lips
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 8:51 PM UTC
Talking in whispers in unknown worlds
A distinguished visitor was dreadfully shaken
As he could not keep up with her shadows
He trembled as the moon grew bright
While the wild cries made him twitch with passion
Underneath the curious light they stood with beating hearts
Listening to the growing of the trees
He wished to dance with the trees
And have the wind become his tempest
Jan 20, 2013
Jan 20, 2013 at 8:49 PM UTC
In the place where the moon meets broken shadows, it begins with the swelling of my eyes
Tears roll across the scars, that no one else can see
A phantom’s curse
Only this place can release my from this dystopian enchantment
The sweet smell alone entangles me with feelings of safety and wonder
For a reality flooded with forest flowers and a throbbing wind
It teases my subconsciousness, it trickles down to my soul
Like a an agonizing murmur
The hypnotic web forms
In this quiet place clouds hurry across confusing shadows
Shivering in the delicious sunlight
My immaculate hour of rediscovery begins…
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 5:18 PM UTC
I want it to rain so badly,
I can't escape this delirium,
with an open mouth and shinning eyes
I want to be entangled with the ruffling grass
My biggest wish on this day,
the day the strange noise broke the silence
is to run outside naked with my crown in hand
and conquer this unconquerable instinct
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 5:13 PM UTC
Like acid falling through my skin, I feel the flicker of the dark
Welcomed by whispers wound up in wargs' cries
I reject the tangible and fading beauty as flowers wilt upon my head
I burrow in my arms with no one else to hold
The silence aims to crucify me
Unwanted this existence deafens me, unraveling my innards
I welcome the parasites to feast, yet they reject me
To feel is all I want, to cry for someone other than myself
I long to hear the symphony of my soul, but all it does is shrill
Jan 19, 2013
Jan 19, 2013 at 5:11 PM UTC