Flare

Nestle sage, speckle days, of the heckle ways.

Search & rescue, here to, protect & save.

Freckled radiance, of the magistrate, shout out, special thanks.

With the hand, the head’s in place, other hand, anchors sane in space.

Silence

Silence

Unconscious, stars, under eyelids, sunspots, compliments blindness.

Trauma of tridents, now you’re just somebody, that I used to know, no alliance.

I’m not completely sure, who I am, standing by, watching the clock of timeless, unwinding.

If only you could have been a little more like me, & never asked why.

No skill.

No skill.

Oblique, of no need, as me, Wildly, RGB Fiery, voluntarily.

My body, sand paper carving, mahogany, drawing.

No tombstone, headboard, room for me, I don’t belong.

Born in zer0 dimension, chin chin chin, pinch, in the end!

Crawl!

Perpetual still, inept will, Intellect spillway, motorless sail.

Nosebleed nosedive, definitely noisy, smell me? I’m about yay high! Up to your nose height!

Fuel futility, fragmented sentence, consider revising, ultima lightning.

My conflict coexists, onset, truth.

 

 

Chimes!

Chimes align with satellites, night after night.

When the solar wind burst, they fly.

Far from where they originated, orange inflated star inundated.

Coal raiment, sole quake, soul naked, so incendiary, air raided.

 

 

Marching men.

Marching men.

Forty-five° angle, polygon granule.

Left, right; up, down! You get more out of manual.

Her voice, sighs, nebula clamor.

The perks of being a wallflower from the trellis of enamor.

 

 

Xirtam.

Matrix-Xirtam

Stainless steel strewn, micro fibrous stew, steps of painless songs.

I’m Present with the searess, sediment  with tears.

Trek all nearness, bellows of bells.

I was, but I’ll never be.

I’m blind, and I’ve seen.

Not once! Have I felt the future!

Spectacle.

I, I can’t do this anymore!

Have I done this, without telling anyone?

I can’t see, where you went, hey, don’t be afraid.

I’m not going anywhere, I’ll be back!

No! I give up.

Which way are you going?

I don’t know which way to go!

Maybe if the top side of my head was a giant eye.

Talk about panaromic; did you ever feel this way when you were a kid?

Well that’s what life is anyway.

Going in anywhich direction a trillion times.

Only learning something new every few.

Peace.

Wake up!

Wake Up!

 

Suddenly, I woke up! Crisp from the wisp that wicks.

In ticks, with tandem! FAr from random. Who? WhO are you?

We did not meet in the stars, nor in the moment of truth.

Do I have to search for you, will I find anything?

Did you already bring what I already received?

How can my eyes feel what you sing?

Why have my lies been so believed?

What moves so gently; but beats the streets?