i eschew shimmering personas
with sparks entangled in hair
them i avoid for they might recognize
in my eye the prisoner reflection
of fragmented sky
adorned by window frame bars
in confines of skyscrapers
that wound my heavens deep breaches wide
weeping cascade conceals my actions swell
alas Fata Morgana kindred sees through
it takes mirage to catch me empty handed
smuggling dreams by bleeding scratchs
in blue.
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November 2007
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frivolous gust enkindled freckles many count borel stood tall, for enduring was his weapon of choice. withstood royal stir, heavens out-coloured by azure flood. manslaughter blushing bowels mounted upon stakes, spreading balding intestine branches. unflinching through treacherous coup of recalcitrant winter, ravenous gusts weaving frostbite intrigues. nor charred by the famine ensuing humane crops burning in damp hay. leaning at broad shoulders slender posture, his lady. naught sentiment eludes intricate décor over ivory whitewash, pallid on verge of blight grained by vast pores. oft gaze drowses, seldom shaken unto enthusiastic spasm descending swiftly tranquil. whilst truly alert on scarce occurrence, cold eyes seemed many. tangible barefoot shed no barrow sow all the ploughs spun so fast it conglomerated likes of presence. naught street wise of some rascal urchin ilk. was it more counter-clockwise to the best of my notion. ever mildly affronted by the way people used to disregard its polite telepathic attempts to strike a conversation. yesterday I met god. he had the most freckles ever. he was standing on queen-young corner asking for change. as for the day it fractured scattered in reflections of many puddles. traffic splattered some of the sky into the sun wind. in midday cacophony greater silence concealed. I thought that I might had seen him before, hiding under the blankets from adultery and gushing rain. maybe there was smell but our smell or a leg that was not ours. the floor was cold but there were layers upon layers of clothes and sketches and vinyl records, he could be submerged there. most likely. I went by muttering “a-amen” as if she kissed me again on the tip of my nose. in canada mother nature is actually the mother of your girlfriend. sweet azazel o mine i am waiting for the enlightenment, or the bus. I think my vestibular apparatus is jammed gave stillbirth to the other day. Adelaide is self imposed. Recalcitrant salivates her finger, touches whitewash oft. At eschewal that one might hold vigil to conceive happenings. Voraciously orthodox retainer routine, seldom tolerates smuggle outwards. Oedipal qualities albeit orphanhood titillate dismissal urges upon definite mother. Biting off, spitting imaginary diversity of sleek fingers. Scrag end aviary shamble creak forebode Ambiguity ensues solidified. My centre clutches to every sawyer, plunged into dehydrated mere is to rattle purl ill fecundity. Mild turbulence could smooth textured ether, yet it is above perception, enveloped in fiery currents parched lips. By colossal rye lacking belief in the plow. Forgo petty sun, swallowed in impotence it might go unnoticed. snow is not half as fuzzy on impact as one may think. it was pastel grey over rough azure (written some four years ago by stranger, gone to the world) by heavy toll of bells the trumpets cheer In wake of bigotry aplomb Chimerical quality to daily dealings One old embittered goon A dental plan for you Father passed the other day. We were much of disagreement, the old book merchant and me. He was never there to abhor me, just misunderstood hard enough. In such qualities no amends to be made were as fast as blink of lifespan. Notion scraps on snow lumps behalf sunk drifting into most inconvenient cavity. Neither deep enough in bowels to digest, nor quite in chest to fade with upbeat, filth blanketed vibe lingered. Accompanied by fey gusts throughout lane labyrinth crooked with rusted pipes worsen concrete walls shed ochre murky drops. The eve was a lone weeper at funeral unattended. Phalanx tips caressed across slightly as a smoked glass bottle by iron bar fence. Yet no crystalline amplitude but repulsion constricts shuddered the stone. Peering away battered key could not fend its way. Mere glimpse over metal piece turned imposture sigil left out a grasp promptly snuffed out by unlocking mechanic sound. Rather enlarging the knob than wooden door ajar, enforced myself inside corridor where sight dimmed. Wider room swallowed me crawling. Undefined time amount all was hovering utter nothing. Snap thundering astray unpierced vague light shroud. Clenched fingers baptised in blood deluge of punctured lip flow concealed within hard pressed forehead grotto. Solidified self realisation gauze barely contained leakage from eroding numbness stratum off. Heeding convoluted wyrm coil beside diaphragm I followed irreversibly perceptive. Sprawled over crumpled manuscripts quagmire numerous pens as rodents frail corpses. He had his way with them till their little ink tired. Unbearable display handkerchief covered had me shambling in between bookshelves and stupor, willing recruit anything as gravestone. Titles caught me abash. Stumbling overwhelmed evoked folios avalanche which buried me alive. Such immense weight strangled not, it had the concept of breath forgotten. Adjoining late begetter struck cackling euphorically, as if it was to presume he was not trouble enough for the heavens. Our soul entwined require peculiar cross, provided moving joist allowing hammering one limbs in self crucifixion act. Now beyond doubt I are too heavy for the skies thus unmask them ornamental. décor and downward apart. Of sudden I felt ample warmth. Freely loosen hand scratched Silhouettes ear. Titles purred, deeply resonating with serpent vibe, pouring it out as tears. Hail all the random lord of plateaus concrete While trees criss cross foliage sylphlike intervention acute in fall of the drum man Shymer implying virginity ought to see nothing caught her name befuddling movement flat on the ground spewing insides It is snowing silent in the dark albatross Hello, here in our inconvenience store we sell piercing truth and radish. |
