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Anomie Agnosis Aug 2016
It was indeed on shady road that I had met my match
With a crystal crest of oxygen poured outward along the outlays
Seconds passing to overflow the hour
as my thoughts ornamented each breath
with deep oranges and nectarine  

I lurched toward the dunes lay displayed across the pasted pavement
To imagine her and I masquerading here in another life  
She was timeless
Anomie Agnosis Jun 2016
Summer heaven, beside the creatures
And the leaves grow, churning stem and pulp
There I fall, the wetted rock and willow
Aligned in twos from whence I stand

The sunset ruse, and each year after
With mother's tame, worn clothes with creases
Hasting days, beneath the Willows
Endowed with memories I release
-2015
Anomie Agnosis Jun 2016
Through sickness I live like this egg
-who must restructure himself  
           within a cracked shell
Both torn of safety and of innocence
And cresting through the flux of chaos
An amalgamation of both worlds  
           ever more foreign than last
-2014
Anomie Agnosis Jun 2016
My thoughts of her, each so nimble,
         and each the feather upon a dove
And as they pluck from their root,
         they might fall onto thought-soil,
          or into wishing well
Each tip the sharpest of spades

And with such rearing point I imagine my bliss
          Feather pen etching onto tissue paper
Searing with truth through which there lies,
          the poem of my affection

Concrete within a score of willingness and longing,
A crux through which her breath reigns over my speech
           she sings-
-2015

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