"glamored" poems
promenades the sleepless night through my, like rain, palm;
tears, counting, marble-toward drops
i am to nothing degenerated,
pirating surrealism.
with my contusions, awareness-lacked, tramples
brought to the temple, rotoscoped, liquidates
from the core, curdled blood.
clouds, sickness with apathy, the air
made balcony on, flesh-spoken, impassioned.
i, the night, erotize
begin their flock, sursum corda!
tremble, i, and scrape the tower before me
pulverization may lead to immunization, where i
melt as sulfur in
Midas’s clasp.
i walked his tread, years on end, scoped out
miserable, fragmented, at startwith:
he touched my arm
and to precious
metals, pitchfork incubated, i arose
fashioned his pedestal, glamored in steps, appraised biased
no represent sources, ideal inertia, this primal adoration
slips of drillpressed kisses
caught off guard.
in the tufts, my mortal : remember, i, of parquet deeply hidden;
i am of a world, peace, cast : however,
deeply
lachrymogenic
Oct 12, 2013
Oct 12, 2013 at 1:14 AM UTC
Vivid flashes barrage my sight,
Down in bed as day turns to night.
Across a plain of no logic nor reason,
Slandered mentality of pseudo'd treason.
Risky thought and reckless decision,
Bear no mind to glamored vision.
No smithing of word may ever describe,
The amorphous pictures I may imbibe.
Pulsating images dot the land before me,
No explanation of the enigmatic mystery.
Symbolic representation of formless creatures,
Celestial silhouettes of their physical features.
At last, a reason, to the madness that surrounds,
To why I'm trapped in my sleepless grounds.
Awake with a start and a startled gasp,
Back to reality where I shall live at last.
Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 11:15 PM UTC