Sunday, July 7, 2019

Swan Love


…encrypted desire, genetic insistence, where souls are feared: to adore but few, to love through graves, to nibble at destiny: such reaching decisions, while maintaining holiness, where anxieties weigh heavily: strawberry syrup, banana pie, or vinegar and water: our minds to winds, an inner-city living-room, an old bike upon training-wheels: trinkets and designs, or motherly eyes, about something temperamental: those school-books, this existence, at fuchsia cries: our psychic kernel, so devastated, so paramystical: to love as resistance, to muse upon lines, while sawing at bars: those dreams yelping, those mansions screaming, our souls unraveled, reknitted, and coursing through yells: so acapella at moments, listening to reactions, while souls are clever this night: at chorus, at choir, or concertos: singing intonation, rewound in time, at granny a tender empathy: such fatigue, such fugue, while walking this address: sweet, nocturne, celebrated sorrow: such a conundrum, at mystic currents, tugged by invisible cherubs: loved in this light, mental fasting(s), pure eruptions: as ponders silence, strong concentration, plus, a few miracles we can’t possess: prelude drama, a doctored intellect, while Love is quite fetching: but ours is caprice, quintet agonies, plus, years given to monsters: at beauty and wits, such a precious spirit, while life has knitted a requiem: those days at wandering, those beaches such salty winds, while normality serenades: easy replacement, as all are at mercy’s torch, while bio-genetics carry vocality: an interior resonance, a sore opinion, at cells embedded, at screams muffled: such slow tempo, such universal motif, at a particular timbre: those puce colors, this rooftop garden, whereat, one listens for a swan’s echo….

…a vital spark (Ka), an embodied personality (Ba), our Egyptian roots: as born in soul-spaces, flying gently, at softer whispers: our caiman genes, our unbreakable themes, so taught, so ingested, and tiptoeing fires: at guava intuition, partaking of Infinity, nibbling mango-wisdom: our gunning hearts, our musical knowledge-base, at keys and pianos and dreams: so sweet to dance, even sweeter to converse, freezing a blue daisy: so many birds, to hop so closely, to feed and disappear: those few particles, as effecting personality, while a moral compass is forming: to take interest, in this war-cave, while deciding something sensitive: animated art, illogical cartoons, indelible experience: developed notions, as they come to haunt, where one decides to convert an old habit: graffiti’d ethics, immortalized happenstance, a similar response: something so sweet, so gentle, can become indelicate: I hope not, as life is torn, where decisions mold personality: our pottery wheels, our woodwork, our miracle fruit: those lightfast towers, our lightfast decisions, while something is curious to subsist: assigning values, reassessing intentionality, or reviewing Noble Paths: cranberry lemonade, or wild-rose pride, while father is culpable: to announce resistance, to feel quite affected, and changed in such a harmful intuition: but love is brimming, this overflow of acceptance, while poison berries poke and prod and persist….

I adore an ideal; I cherish a swan; I have a particular disposition: such Pluto thoughts, such a Neptune heart, while covered in spikes and cords: wrapped by skies, at hell with angels, restructured, forbidden, and looking at behaviors: our pomegranate blotches, our pineapple securities, or better, our delusions about power: this brilliantly designed coop, while disinclined to investigate, where actions mustn’t coincide with words: so fair a problem, such a deep mistake, where something glamorous decided to cherish: such urban soil, such ghetto roots, while oceans flame forward: our purple horizon, our perfected soot, our smaze and fire and ember: angelic love, redeemable love, despite, tunnels by frustration: white owls, Love, white oils, Love, plus, incredible mixtures, Love: to fore-think poetry, to imagine writing, to sense genetics: as never again, to re-jot lines, or to trespass featured highlights: while crazed enough, to gather epistles, to dot names in biblic margins: as reborn strangers, trying at something mental, reknitting a lotus: so fueled, so indebted, rereading a swanic chalice: those symbols etched, those futuristic tassels, those bold, mythical, highly sought journals: indeed, with love, deeper souls, and joy.   

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