Monday, July 15, 2019

Boiling Water


…traveling millennia, captured by gray eyes, surprised by affection: rivaled at times, spacial at moments, revised, set free, while pleading for serfdom: for perfect drama, appeals to souls, where infinity comes to clarity: our haven hearts, as indwelling machines, impartial, or partial to screams: to relive this passion, to assist our souls, while cultured, convoluted, and encapsulated: terribly agile, captive to waves, where feelings are conducive to flames: searching for articulation, re-found in pages, where lenses drip glasses: sky-perils laugh, imagination cries demons, while life couldn’t be freedoms: at misty darkness, foggy while hazy, terrified by dusky love: while agony is cherished, those rusty green spirits, inky, sun-spent or sunless, too gorgeous for mere seduction: susceptible, this legend of cartoons, lit for unlit, spaced for captured, where it felt good to surrender: those wailing crypts, this tombic dirge, while passionate at something labeled freedom: courageous ambition, limited time, as halfway through, dreading incarnation: a bit fretful, revisiting first burials, looking at pain as fitted blurriness....    

…pensive with clarity, at pithy contagion, casted between cinema anguish: looking closely, realizing insecurities, binoculars into possibilities: those noetic souls, at passionate intuition, where minds travel: an interior chamber, while life has paused, our seconds immortalized: ever by rain, dripping into ponds, our séance, our dreams: appeal with friction, racial with art, impressed upon by airs: those peals at silence, those knells at violence, while agony is anti-vehemence: tugged by insistence, angelic importunity, alas, to love and sing and perish....

While cloudless those increments, rewound in penchants, rewarded in logistics: as mechanic essence, living mathematics, lying to winds: for Anguish was incredible, this risqué annihilation, where tension was perfected: addled adders, cave-born dragons, or baseborn poverty: to hike opportunity, or gaze into something desired, where said desire devastates: at crest-like pressure, observant chandeliers, an insatiable ceiling: pulling at sanity, a man crazed for his beloved, while discernment is robbed: a shell shattered, a dell invaded, a man’s mind shaped by wyverns: (to reach further, where opposites invoke, while one is anxious to realize—this space in artistry, those human sculptures, while a vatic feeling overrides interior courtrooms): wild inhibition, stuttering intention, if but a second to calm displeasure: at radiant potential, appearing flowerless, where essence peaks a second during dialogue: those elfin eyes, those warring eyes, but indebted to misery—while partly saddened, reaching for tenderness, but rebuked by lessons.

…accused for invasion, accursed for trespass, where souls are purely confused: at myths and shamans, at spells or talismans, at antiques and modernity: those casual auras, that taciturn smile, those sky-lakes: a squall inflamed, an Abbot enlove, an Abbess filled with animalism: as contemned, or suffering in silence, where loins become insufferable: to want those struggles, to cross cultural concerns, while pleased but dissatisfied: beset by calamities, knowing a shared entrée, at cleek and creek, at fish and algae, moreover, diluted: at something joyous, fraught with affliction, seduced and thrown to gravity: reborn, at cloven heights, while tears scrape skies: informed by attraction, reduced to non-eternity, wrestling with partial completion: while virtue increases, where spears are promised, where Love is delicate fire….

All are Braving the Future

    If I may tell it, sore disquieted, greeting memories. Such soul-iniquity, grinding through havens, begging those last three dimensions. ...