Sol, rouses, stirring, grasping towards her throne,
Caught in baleful study
Head cocked, surveying my path of egress,
Set my weight, triangulate, concresce
Feel my brow furrow, biding, building to the frequency.
Coiled like a feline, muscles bunched, a spring for a spine.
Buffeted ****** by deafening, pineal threnody.
Comb through serpentine fibrous spacetime.
My hand, ****** forth, met a tapestry's weave,
So elegant, delicate I neglected to breathe.
A skipped stone rippling the pristine sheen,
The thrum of all that has been or ever could be
Each exultant stride at least a continent wide,
I'd falter if I thought past this breath, this vitreous tide.
4th dimension superimposed upon the back of my eyes.
Resigned this is likely a trick of my mind.
Yet here I am with a fistful of sky, no idea why.
Nothings ever felt so ****** natural and right.
The sheer absurdity never enters my mind;
Ear to ear smile, observer grinning in kind
Momentum compounds, expounds, amygdala mine!
Clap goes the sound barrier somewhere far behind.
Skip from precipice to peak, Cascadian vertebrae scudding by
A wild hair, a skip-step, a notion, a temporal sigh
Suddenly, subtly blooms ultraviolet
Scoff at gravity, if not broken, to my will bent.
In orbit briefly, once again baffled by my ignorance,
Why is moot, when is of no consequence
Amidst the glisten, visible to one who would look
Destiny unfurls to and fro, an open, endless book
Breach the veil, the first gasp of sight,
Can't seem to find the limit to my newfound might.
Causality's chains, once anchored so tight,
Dissolved in the dance of before and after's plight.
Rhetoric unravels, with all that I know
Eternity's flow freed of its arrow.
Meaning unmoored, adrift in the vast,
Deepening resonance, harmony at last.
From within the quagmire, a rhythm did start,
Overture bespoke, for each infinitesimal heart.
No longer one mote, but a note in the score,
entwined, inextricably, undiscernable, we, once more.
Mar 30, 2025
Mar 30, 2025 at 4:28 AM UTC
Sol, rouses, stirring, grasping towards her throne,
Caught in baleful study
Head cocked, surveying my path of egress,
Set my weight, triangulate, concresce
Feel my brow furrow, biding, building to the frequency.
Coiled like a feline, muscles bunched, a spring for a spine.
Buffeted ****** by deafening, pineal threnody.
Comb through serpentine fibrous spacetime.
My hand, ****** forth, met a tapestry's weave,
So elegant, delicate I neglected to breathe.
A skipped stone rippling the pristine sheen,
The thrum of all that has been or ever could be
Each exultant stride at least a continent wide,
I'd falter if I thought past this breath, this vitreous tide.
4th dimension superimposed upon the back of my eyes.
Resigned this is likely a trick of my mind.
Yet here I am with a fistful of sky, no idea why.
Nothings ever felt so ****** natural and right.
The sheer absurdity never enters my mind;
Ear to ear smile, observer grinning in kind
Momentum compounds, expounds, amygdala mine!
Clap goes the sound barrier somewhere far behind.
Skip from precipice to peak, Cascadian vertebrae scudding by
A wild hair, a skip-step, a notion, a temporal sigh
Suddenly, subtly blooms ultraviolet
Scoff at gravity, if not broken, to my will bent.
In orbit briefly, once again baffled by my ignorance,
Why is moot, when is of no consequence
Amidst the glisten, visible to one who would look
Destiny unfurls to and fro, an open, endless book
Breach the veil, the first gasp of sight,
Can't seem to find the limit to my newfound might.
Causality's chains, once anchored so tight,
Dissolved in the dance of before and after's plight.
Rhetoric unravels, with all that I know
Eternity's flow freed of its arrow.
Meaning unmoored, adrift in the vast,
Deepening resonance, harmony at last.
From within the quagmire, a rhythm did start,
Overture bespoke, for each infinitesimal heart.
No longer one mote, but a note in the score,
entwined, inextricably, undiscernable, we, once more.