I have found you again
but the floor is shifting,
revealing a void
with floating debris.

Every attempt at meaningful words
lacks the context that's been destroyed.
It's like a bad dream
that has woken up before me.

So I do the only thing I know
that comes before words
and you have been the one,
To show me how it works.

I pray for us at the bottom.

I'm so tired
I could cry or ****
Driven to the edge of Will
Case Supreme killing Spree
Or dream
Warm hearth behemoth march.
A tear of ******
An ear of mother
Words or smother.

The truth is
A window and a mirror
The holy grail and a dark lake
The recorded history of men
Is an imperfect amalgamation
Birth is it's most honest moment.

Moss, on the forest floor
cushions my shoulders
amidst of towering pillars
I breathe in the woodland's breath
a cool breeze, that scents the palette
so refreshingly clear.
Let it rain and melt the ****** snow
that adornes the cutlery of this green kitchen.
Something pleasantly stirs.

High wire mind
the depth of me
brings out the best
in me, the test
of the tightrope
walk it with high hope
faith aligns with the rope.

Under the chrome canopy
and clear blue sky
sunshine in minds
I guzzle gasoline

Ash under eye
asunder I scorch
as sand unseen
vermilion tangerine
spleen malignancy

Transplendent leash
flickers merry and brief
married my relieve
ash
       of time
                     lingers

Cinders in the air
incendiary incendiary
many narrow many hairy
getaway car black tar
road

A picture
                 slices a sliver of time
                                the traveller rewinds
and misses a beat

We can live life
                                          or
create timelines unlived

Robot replaces all unpleasantries

A picture,
cut from the reel of reality.
Nobody to miss the time,
between the jumpcuts.
Except, when you've had
a few too many