"metasphere" poems
Then a voice comes and says
It was a stranger, pays by the hour
You got jacked, hacked, attacked
Your mind was theirs when we got here
There was a time spent
pretending it wasn't possible.
Sad, sick strangers, ******* you!
But I dreamed of my beloved four.
They ****** my spirit, like a battery.
Then he came, the covenant,
time to turn and escape their nets.
Down into the pit, a crucible.
To treat with my paladin
We tend the metasphere in secret,
Honor bound in sacred duty
Terrapin are we.
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
Did I act any weirder than normal?
Recalling dreamy day
Picking apples on a ladder
What a stupid girl.
Made apple jack for you
Not talking to me
You learning space and time
I was learning dream language
Dreams are out of control.
Much interference.
Cota mundi protects
loves his wife
Protections were set
But are broken
Afraid of metasphere
Afraid to make new metaphors
They suggest...
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 9:25 PM UTC
Prayer
is when
you lump
all your fears
and desires
indefinite words,
waiting for
all the fractions
in the metasphere
to take over.
Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 9:13 PM UTC