Touchdown
What is felt
To surfaces
Willing.
Gentle movement
Emoting dialogue
Unwritten urging
Hushed.
Time wandered elsewhere
Into bubbles of kindness
Where a moment could be
Shared
Contained
Cherished.
We
In a time among loud noise
Found audience
Of Us.
To mirror ..and radiate
All our mutual
Affections.
Contour.
Shape. Flow. Grace.
Smooth. Un-interrupted.
Organic movement
Grants an illustrious sheen
To borderless auras
Radiating unparalleled contentment.
Take to the quiet- he says
To find yourself.
To find yourself, then what
Rhetoric takes the stage
A principal player-
No less.
Turn in to the recess of self
Explore to implore all the chatter
To die down.
To lie down
To roam unto the black phase
Where sense of self is waiting.
Vulnerability has lips
That part and dream of exposure
To breathe & breathe with- the unknowing.
To give up
To give in- to dive deeply into naked planes
To temperatures devoid of notice
Supplanting man's ministrations
For the lesser good to none
But One- to have- to know- truth.
Red striations prove inferior
To tear and tear again, agression belongs
Widening the expanse of all I think I know.
Redundancy- the antithesis of
All my motivation. Elaboration here
Tangled- strangled- mute.
Rage beats the organs that flex
Burning to find more coal to chew through
To melt- molt- and ignite.
The irrelevance of punctuation
Finally struck dumb in this quest for quiet.
Comma, period. Colon: goodnight.
Say nothing
When nothing
Is worth saying.
Clever tidbits
Taunt.
Place to enter
No words follow
Eyes to backs
Nonexistent.
Singularity
Owned.
Life as known
Negating all nouns
Cognition slinks
Devoid. Stripped
Deleted
Being.
Into nothing
Rather, away from
All. A moment's piece
Instigated. Courage
Lost of itself
This world.
Societal rot
Spreading disease
Of trend. Of tried
Of 'coolness'
Humans- contracted
Myopic belief.
Generosity is
Hunted for, stolen
Ravaged ..and dismissed.
Ethical pillars
Take the beating, advantage
Played out.
I wish to abandon
All words- waning
That wax themselves
To dust. As their truths
Lie in wait of fresh
Idiocies.
Disoriented
These strenuous paths
Playing me out.
I belong where
The needle meets thread
The inks spill freely and
The paint never dries.
Where concept springs
Eternal.
Along the whim
Of its own
Fancy.
I find myself curdling on the inside
Too long spent wrapped
In the winter of my own arms.
Defrosting the mindset
That brought me here is
Incorrigible.
Words like 'behoove' seek to conjure
Strong meaning.
Blips of neglect continue
To blow preferred points
The haze of stretched moments
Blister poignant momentum
Feeding irritants I loathe.
Irascible surge of
Graceless synonyms
Blunders my skull
Contusions now breathe
Fresh oxygen-
This- this is- wasted revenue.
My planet of One, at War.
Distracted by spices
This tangle of urges is
Indecisive. Intolerant of
Its own indecision.
The burdens grow then instantly
Dissipate... aware of
The unattractive labels they bring
Scent trapped in aura
Wrapped in rhythm
Begging rhyme.
Gypsy incantations
Tickle psyches trained well-
To obliterate untamed preferences
My cautious roots, tautology - defined.
These are questions drowned
Without Answers.
An affliction of meaningless proportion
I am the battering ram of all I turn
My back on.
I take the blow and stick the landing
It is what I am best at.
