Wednesday, December 22, 2021

Thunder Raises Into a Zephyr

 

when arising the fire as flame into mirrors—those participating, those alienated by pleasures, those finding me running; domes shattering, thorns speaking, fragile eggs splat upon asphalt.

such zeal into chaos, such gunning fevers, so alarmed by emotion—as it reigns in cities, as it curses countryside, made uneasy science, refilmed for perfection, untold, retold, exposed to silence.

in years made polluted by feelings—ceilings made claustrophobic, floorboards with allergies, tropes seeming much more to their creators; fierce rivers, nihilistic bumpers, leaping, longing for language—

so indecently decent, so obvious made opaque, sore sublime surviving, tracks to America, bags filled with isolation, to have much—of what one needs, where wrestling feels like essence.

beholding a beguiling interior, holding howling winds, so nicely vicious, verifying emotion, aging in decisions, so acute or alert, one is absent from himself.  

PS.

    The strength to withstand the winds; a spell as it effects/affects some creature. A sudden moment filled with absolute certainty, so wro...