Tuesday, January 18, 2022

Energy Bundles

 

getting uncomfortable? truths like clocks, a constant ticking. nowhere in life, so graved. back to Malaysia, after Australia, so confused by whom we are allowed to adore. look at the disdainful stoats, the rabid rabbits, the nuns too ashamed to claim the churches. more to mind-government. more to one glass only. more to a sedated state of consciousness. dead silence. airborne destruction. no one has done a damn thing. she seems too much, so familiar, a fear to a soul with her accuracies. I know a fact, the past is living, a person needs the pedigree. some torch for her, so much a time in a daze for me. taupe eyes, yellow flesh, so somber, a soul’s weakness. never a lonely sadness, never a woman without an option, always those through cracks and crevices and a man is dying inside. I opened a bottle, only three days sober, it kills to love an adoring nonchalance. it hurts. it screams. it feels so terrific! topaz thighs, loopy hips, small calves, bleeding navel—to understand this problem, so easy, so hard, body has nothing in its mind, getting closer, raging in a climax, told to go. the phone inside, the machines attached to PCH, the drama in a mother hating my guts. audience adrenaline, passion pains, so much blood, so lost, so much insanity. I know a fact, the present is a product of failed anything, the grout, the mortar, eating skies like demons.   

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