Reality an elegant ruse
Mentality portends the muse
In blight or bliss it misconstrues
Twisting neutral, natural balance
as it may choose

Perception blinds the aching mind
thru meaning sought in surfeit
of information's dissipation
by humankind, concerted

The relevant and elegant
realities we're exposed to
are simply short of sembalance
as limitations impose you

No objectivity exists
interminably trapped alone
as we are forced to reminisce
with ego's memories on its throne

Mirrors flip a picture

Show you warped, but nigh to true

A glimpse of you thru shallow fissures

Your resemblance seen anew

Tho light is sparsely scattered
o’er nought but space confounded

And these windows hold no light to shine their own
Utility and grace abounded

Whence the mirror image shown


Yet in the company, akin

Of mirrors against mirrors

There is infinity within

Til something else comes nearer



Such beauty lost to fleeting things

Of beings fettered to this land

Yet in their company it brings

A vortex ever to expand

Cruelty of heart
The swelling
Before tears
When no tears come

The pressure
In my ears
The howling wind
As if
A portal in my head
Could take me away

To mountains swarmed
In tempests
Touching the sky
Daring to scrape the stars

My head hums
I think of conch shells
Holding oceans
In their caverns

Yet
In this silent night
Crickets
In my empty dreams
I am allured
To unbinding
In the distant tides
of nought

In the valley of death

muted memories of life flash by

on sealed tapestries


Shimmering lilies speckle
the moon drenched chasm floor


Voices call from the shadows

whispering melodies of freedoms 

unbeknownst to mortal man



The sun persistently lingers

on the cusp of twilight

resting on the peak

of distant mountains



I trudge onward

as darkness licks at my ankles

attempting to ****** me

into unholy union

with the Sarcophagus of Truth



I do not rear my head

I am steadfast, star-bound

Powerful in my will



I will reach the mountaintop

I will see the light

Enigmatic coalescence of realities diverging
A blip suspended in Nought of regality interspersing
To commandeer and command the blight emerging
To balance in semblance of fear, unnerving

Husks of beings and frailty confounded
Biding and vying in torturous endowment
Escalating the muse of mine to drown in it

As gods betray the world of man
In surfeit of ignorance
The emptiness of space should span
As worthless proof of innocence

The freely formed, unmade again
Forlorn and grasping death
Retired to eternal sin
Adrift in space, bereft

Now I am bleeding in my open heart
I've taken stead in changing what is me
Yet now I've found it's tearing me apart
Without an open soul, I can't be free
Constricting myself within my own art
And only hoping now, in reverie
To break the chains of fate that hold me down
Expand my aching mind and turn around

I've listened to the echoed voices, droning
Taken their words to heart, and made a change
I will make use of the advice they're loaning
And herein attempt to broaden my range
So, it is, humility I'm owning
Incredulous poor me, so often strange
Weakly worn, terrifyingly exposed
To try my hand at writing things in prose