Sunday, January 12, 2020

While Dying We See The Seventh Death


when
sweet hell erupts
those pearly cries so
determined at mercy.

loving purest phantom or ghostly tender amore abashed softly; to know you such disbelief as uncaged honesty while we heal in privacy; devoted by devastation so harmed but frantic at rockets or smaller demonstrations.

I adore something spatial, at terror, panic, or curse at voice a tower as it dangles.

I couldn’t believe love nor receive the eagle’s eye while living something so foreign to us; where love is ultimate science in this wilderness of thieves but many see such as survival; such ritualized arcs by interior ecstasy where something sacred slipped by its corridor; but a fraction of intimacy but whispers into caves at something too unbelievable.

I have explored you in tragic blue-angst while fretting such reciprocation; to realize thinness but so full at emptiness where love approaches, stands stillness, or laughs hysterically; our battle diamonds our jasper sheets into jasmine scents—as aloof to existence or tugged frantically by which one understands this galaxy; those carpets in plum this agony in apricot while I have never loved you:

—for it was washed by acidic fleas or rabid a nightmare or hurting so tenderly it had to whisper at love; those captivity eyes or theater eyes while stages kept collapsing in anguish; that place so steep by a pianist heart-core to swear in trenchant skies:

—it had to live prayer this orison into flowers while adored so frightened to win twice; such torn feelings at radical climates while hanging so freely:

—such was certain at high percentage but one doctored destiny; never a fair creature while never but beauty to hate with venom those trophies; but deep our forest such naked tribute at permanence in mystic lakes; to select harshly to crave aesthetics while one patronized our souls: such temperance while dying or loving sheer ecstasy where others desired those responses; by bleak brilliance as a man walked away to arrive faced by humanity; such torn deliverance aching by destruction while never a fairer death: red-haired charisma, a lively bosom where others were angered they lived their days.     

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