Wednesday, April 12, 2023

Thinking In Beige

 

Thinking in beige, thunder earlobes, voiced back, radical liars, acting misunderstood. The misconception, dear magnificence, missing styles, palatial antiques, flesh made purple. If reason determines magic, catbirds in melody, deeper anxieties. Uncontrolled by instincts, managed by an inner compass, the world looks misidentified; as casual creators, cursing in a dungeon, Love, too much to depend upon. Many a nightmare, made terrific, abandoned to dying to live. The halcyon is green unto a landscape, the gorilla in its habitat. One last time becomes language, a dear fib, fabulous fiber, so salacious, built like an amazon. Only Africa. Only India. Only Australia. Only primitives feeling awful, trying at a smile, one noticed, asked for permission, and denied herself. Confusing aesthetics. Sanity is delicate entity. Mental blues, spirit pianos, a soul is a guitar. So feigned. So precise. Loving seems to have rules, chaos, stability in its instability. To keep interests—along an ocean shore, weeds, kale, frowning, glued to a horizon, never admitted we heard her name. Thinking in beige, thunder by drums, unvoiced, unradical, feeling understood.

Especially the way we would if dining was legal the art as designed such cultural pains. We need not discuss the moon, need not ask of fires, need not play pretend—need not the needs of the flame. I speak as naïve—a shallow grave, soil and palms, laughs under depression, inverted, so great the meditation. It makes what it determines for souls sensing spirit, so deep so quickly, so deep into the insanity, as everything appears as unreal; trying to try not, always a little trying. It wasn’t meant to outshine itself; it wasn’t meant to be noticed; it was meant to undergo, misperceive and go into madness. The one we hate. Be it true or false. Souls at passionate mazes. Thinking in beige.     

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