monstrous
poems & California sins at terrible illegitimate lines; ears so clogged
this foggy weariness too close to greeting caskets; those tragic encounters, those
intimate lakes, so reassured concerning resurrection—our battlefield mimes our
uncultured fragments while most behave so instinctively; more importantly,
those kissing eyes those segmented smiles while a person is nutty about
imagination; to see us writhing unraveled by treasures & such sweet
forgiveness. those gray shapes or this gray tone where nothing is definite; such
esoteric lightning such increasing thunder while we haggle over nonentities.
I have been with
us since those imported feelings at longer sacrifices; listening to our Banda, rejoicing
over silence, or pondering a tussock of soil with grassy particles; our cadenza
so ungentle but determined our cries as ornaments decorate our careful souls.
but an unshod
miracle but deeper pain at something so tragic & delivering; our anxiety is
picturesque this doorman at checking names where soul-notes are up for
collection; as is our passion, our muddied mayfly antlers, while symphonies roar
to pathologies; but is time gentle that totem of consequence where existence
wars against as is.
such tender hands
overlapping such deeper prints where days are crucial science; our casual
observation or longing developments while mind-matter becomes its trespasses;
as posts unravel and
chairs are moving our days are critical; such wildfire that iron bar where
transgression appears explanatory; our craved guts our fuss & glory glasses—
to arrive so close
to winning!
I remember
correlation so unsung as an agent while metaphysical properties are cumbersome.
This path of cobblestones those deep proclivities to ache with senses
attempting to adduce activities; such ignescent physics such rooted antennas
while some have the gift; this planet I once chased those screams of pure
satisfaction while a bit stagnant by a preferred endeavor;
our
chorus sung by greatness or this rasp motif where I study us while breaking
into that sacred person; to suggest something told afar so long in its
undertaking while many are so firm in its understudy; those living coffins or those
intensity states insomuch as flying glitter.
Alice
made it clear, this world by dreams, this clicking and dancing our minds
unglued; such black oaken trees such violets nearby or such beauty in something
unphysical; to commute by spirit if but by locks so infused so convinced while to
see us is distinct clarity.
I could
never outdo us this place too profound while I keep by heart those dear
encounters; but an altered man undergoing an altered state while whittling
cedarchests memories; thinking of this diarist and planning this essay while
tugged by mental presence; this outstanding intoxication while forced to move
at deeper reverie and unclarity;
those
profusive effusions or a deliberate greeting while I run from cultic compounds;
emitting such grumbling, so hungry for experience, while cozy enough with
interior life.
