twinkle birds and tessellates, bends my mind to outer space. lands me in infinity of never ending affinity to the universe.
but sweetest ideas were shortly lived at reality slowly sifts away to repeated visions that turn loved faces into panic that glitches me into unbreakable circles of walk away, walk away.
no awareness of a before from this feel the abyss of this helplessness **** me into no ending so I seice to begin.
but as the panic subsides my mind starts to ride the energy that resides in my being from the kingfisher floor to the fish strewn ceiling.
sentient beings **** at the seams, my dream of weightlessness pull the windows to break towards the secrets of simple existence.
invisible water sends the strands of fur swelling and glowing into talk of the polar bear whose hair weaves into the atoms that feed my jumbled dreams.

hands rip through the plaster as the sounds grow louder and faster, helicopters shake the boiler from the pipes but I still feel great.
the tables tremble as I soak up the bass and the treble. sensual overload through my eyes the magic multiplies, angels can hear my sighs as the roof opens to tunnel towards the skies.
geometric patterns that I could never have imagines circle and sweep, creeping my further from sleep.
I have breached something new, an extreme that dares its self to be seen only my the few who ****** it. I grab these new senses and attach it to my masses of emotions, that have been formed my these chemicals. neutrons and protons that explore the breadth oh Pantones schemes, weaving into the atoms that feed my jumbles dreams.

release my mind from the confines of rinse and repeat, out of easy street and onto the sunrise that surrounds me. revelations that never siese to confound me.
destruction was peace pulling my beliefs, daring the world to touch me as the floor tips the cabinets from the walls. I am small. here in this perfect world. my hands make the plants grow as they show me all it takes to break the confines of the human condition is to expand your mind and reposition your nervous system to reach a different supposition.



little lion
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Imagining yourself a one true love,
know
these are lunatic lies
arranged in the sky to wile away
the monumental guilt that tessellates stony relationships

You're a young man
starting out- there's
heroism on minor scale
a dreamy-eyed smouldering
some sense of discrete self-evaluation
a modesty of taste

I am some madder
version of who nobody should be
amoral, unkind, with nothing to redeem me
save the love of ragged street-dogs, and the owning of books.

Why fall into togetherness,
as if it were an easy game, to arrange in terms
of size, splendor, jollity, dice?

And that done, why pretend nobody loses?
At least admit to feeling lost.

You're
memory
of a silhouette walking
to me
you're as real as this poem is.

I always look
my most beautiful
when I cry;

the bags under my eyes
burn as poignantly
as waning crescents,
lips plump as they quiver
with the same multitudes
of Artemis' bowstring,
chest heave-hoeing
against the tempered
vessel of my soul.

I wear sadness
remarkably well,
you know.

Like black lipstick.
or short hair.
or poetry.

(Cleopatra's got nothing on me, baby)

My reflection tessellates
against the swell of my tears,
evolves into
kaleidoscopic fractals
of smouldering thrones
and howling queens--
into images most
strange and terrible.

(But, oh, how I welcome them.)

A delicate curtsy of words
respires from my mouth,
forms upon my tongue
its homage--
hail thy shattered kingdom
hail thy shattered kingdom
hail thy shattered kingdom.

The sky is grey
Stone cold clouds
Obscure the sun from the earth
Can't be sure what the time is
But the air is warm for what it's worth
It’s just raining, all day and a lot
Sitting in my car on my lunch break
Take a smoke and slow down
I watch the drops hit the ground
Bounce around the parking lot and disperse
Into miniscule orbs, then they skate
Over the surface of the wet asphalt
Held together by the way water molecules bend, they halt
Then their lives end, diffuse into puddles
To be walked through, driven over, wait
However long to evaporate and
Do it all over again

It’s almost beautiful, they
Reflect the grey sunlight so very briefly
Before so neatly amalgamating, indistinguishable
From the rest of itself, not unlike us
I’ve been blessed with good vision
Lately I wonder if it’s truly a boon
I’ve seen pain to soon, with much precision
Know too much of losing faith, I want to
Learn how water tessellates
Cause I also know that this skin is
The only membrane separating you from I-I-I-
I start feeling the tension, akin to the forces
Acting on the surface of water bubbles
Before they fissure and dissolve, steady

The nihilism is feeling heavy today
Stuck in one place as the hours decay
I want to learn how to live like the water
Go with the flow, let it go, let things be
Acceptance, remember that suffering
Is the fruit of attachment
But I am an ocean in human entrapment
Sometimes no amount of trying
Can decipher which of these thoughts are lying
And now I just cannot stop crying, caught up, can't control this
Crucifiction of an essence, the senescence of a soul
How to know if there even is such a thing
Bring me closer, closer, closer still
Will you stare into the abyss to find
Ain't nothing staring back at you, you are the abyss
By that I mean limitless
Like this feeling seems to be
It might take eternity, I finally
Look at the clock, this grey rock and
My break is halfway over
I have 14 minutes to get it together
And get back to work