Esoteric Land Ghosts

…its contagious newness, those garden footprints, our rebuked fig leafs: as casual giants, pining in private, cursing immortal thoughts: where gravity’s obsolete, this pressure in men, our small, delicate monsters: that relic scent, that telic rope, this gutted essence: while mother guitars, fumbling gently, our campfire filled with turbulence: this wicked elf, this rapacious leprechaun, our memories fluxed through storylines: that angular beaut, those rich orations, this camel seated a last breath: our entrapped ghosts, fleeing motion, as grounded in contradiction: this palmic cloud, this inner helicopter, those odd encounters—as women sew, this knitting patience, our crochets becoming omens.     […too many reasons, as laughs our fathers, while intestines scream with vengeance: our antsy nuances, this treason as receptive, our scalps inching—as mortal vines, this patch of grapes, whereto, this infant nibbling: that spark to silence, those intolerable shifts, this notion to intrude: such humble vestibules, such demonic undertakings, a man sprinting through indelicate wounds: our poison-allures, our panic as offsetting, this compliance as becoming detriments].     We come to wax, as Immortal Meditations, to witness atypical brainstorms: while stirring teas, this hint of sugar, our pies wafting, especially: those fire-cries, those watery gestures, this space denying concrete: our manic stares, this person as skin, our vampires misusing Intelligence: our Intuitions, our cosmic flights, this arena as lost to grayness: our radical heart-flutes, this enchanting essence, our lethargic days: while thunder soars, if but to blueprints, our fatty lobes raging; whereat, are imaginings, this affection for newlyweds, this horror to susceptibilities: as weaving giants, or lost agonies, while floored a project demanding justifications: if but moral-webs, or ethical-telescopes, this examination as outright destruction: as mental spectacles, or veins as tentacles, our muscles sudden by spasms: this engine’s oil, our slipping motor-mounts, our outer reverberations: such by brains, liquidated by hearts, such parts chasing immortal Arts: this man to oases, this woman to gardens, our evergreen backlash.     We live our lives, feeling sensations, at battles with inertia: where some take joy, others find demanding, while both are subject to sunshine: this rainy savannah, this loquacious esplanade, this eye-arc promenade: as mortals with spears, or inner planetariums, our seconds becoming blissful: our X-Men powers, our Cinderella revelation, our thoughts pushing flesh: our superwomen, seeking supermen, this tug where life resists its course: our goals as violins, our math as pianos, our cymbals as symbolic loudness: this chasing within, this lose of dreams, our silent, rudimentary aches: that subtle essence, those vehement storms, this place in dungeons as feeling familiar: that is, this surface substance, this sullen drum, this sway tugging for reaching deeper—as finite vessels, or immortal energies, at heart-to-brains this series of ghosts.     […it looms as rivets, this rippling cork, this spacial dust: our dusky feelings, this churning emotion, this steep wonder—wherewith, this shift through valleys, this mind-printed room, that reflective glass—as worlds turn, or rivers become bold, this general sensation: those elements as designs, this thumping as emphatic, that tadpole piercing our metaphors: as wiggling ensues, while reckless for vision, those months to reach a different location: those returning tentacles, that fire in legacies, this chipping at woodblocks]:     as some would live, this paragliding angst, this parasailing ecstasy, those canyons by ropes: if but to songs, at love with wilderness, afar but near an orangutan—those endearing eyes, this beauty waning, our poets becoming cynical—as proved his life, while tugged for practice, where realization depicts this lonely freedom: by vests afloat, those radical entrepreneurs, as investing in our lives: this sanity-ship, our peaches with crème, this fire daunting its flicker.