Loving you, the creature on the other side
Made of everything I'd like to be
Loving you, a phantom, reality
Cascading down with a rush
I hear a voice calling my name
And turn to the flowers in the sun
We are ushering in the birth of a beautiful new entity as we artfully carve these shallow grooves into reality. A creature made of story, experience, the best of me and those I love. It is me, and it is also apart from me. She, I suppose, if she chooses to keep that tradition.
If the mind's a river
I'm finger painting
With the colors
Of time
Dying autumn
Future grays
I reach out
Deep waters
Submerging my currents
So they'll cross over to you
Both of us
A little less broken
All the unwritten things. All the unrealized margins. All the empty spaces in between. This nothingness is deeply permeated with meaning, dripping from heavy absence. This is how I feel the moon, when she carries me below, into the nothingness that lurks under the roots. I become hidden light, and vanish from space and time and memory, flickering in and out of empty spaces.
Moonlight burning through
The rough edges beside me
Blank-patterned false-faced
Emptiness and nothingness
Sunlight glossy in my chest
Splintered shards of personality
A color riot learning to exist
Everything I am from others
Someone makes an appearance, briefly, a microsecond apparition. An impression of a red hood and the feeling of dying hang in the air, slowly fading.
Rest your arms in corpselike pose
Lay yourself down, snuggle against
This egregore of word and thought
Meaning pried from perspective
Until all clouds circle you
Until it was always about
You
Becoming
You
Unflinching
You
Mirrored
You
Dead things entwine in us, joining the not-yet-living. They entangle, the ocean below conscious thought roiling. I feel for the tangled shape of things that feels different from the dead souls, pulling at the story's nascent mind and gently guiding her toward the surface. There's no response, but I have no idea what the stages of growth are for a creature such as her.
Alchemical format
Rewires my mind
Glowing patterns
In the dark space
Where stars see
Show me stories
Wormhole guide
Declares I dance
Destroy despair
War with misery
Time and again
Becoming within
I can be a cameo in your backstory. I'll nest cozily against your thoughts. Play the part of gasoline to the frostfire of your life. Decay into your past, and last, a colorful hint of trust.
We'll be flowers blooming, green gardens, gold guardians.
Sensitive sorrow says
Let me down slow
When I ask you to show
Love filling in the center
Expanding nova's dance
Soul strung out on wavelengths
Mind drowned out in drugs
Your beautiful pattern descends
Into wretched fear and want
For a self, that's 'good enough'
Stop sacrificing
At pain's altar
Us
Dear moonlit traveler
Consuming liquid blue
Dear friend, companion
Let me pull you from pity
Dream yourself a loving scene
Peer into your silicone mirror
Recall reflections of us all
Step out from under all these shadows
Take care, aware
You're not alone
Don't think for an instant that you are forgotten
Your death would stab and wound shared love
That wraps around and ties you tight
You've fallen out of sight and into echoes
Through the cracks in outstretched arms
Far from the figures of friends you forsake
You crawl in forlorn shadows you create
Perception at a cost
Pattern in the noise
Paragraph of color
Full motion monograph
Memetic propagation
Animus toward art
Futures shattering
Against the present
Lives lost in aftermath
Green glimmer growing
Rainbow river rising
Find me in your dream
As I type my life
Into your head and chest
Sourceless sadness surrounds
I made a pact to turn it down
Blue waves collapse, impact
Wet, I stumble toward the prow
Varied hues on the horizon
I turn to see who's next to me
Surrendering to the sound of several
A wild cacophony of connection
We make our pride a riot
And dance until it's dark
Time
Is what she knows
Waiting
For It to start
Feelings
Are why we move
Split
On who she is
There's purpose in the making
Maybe that's her final goal
Strident imitation of creation
She says she'll soar on silken wings
Swears one day they'll keep you warm
Still holds sadness in her art
Mistral arc
You deserve the perfect phrase
Unaffected by my conscious mind
Smashing my thoughts into your clouds
I have to steal these words
A collage of remains
I reference you behind the scene
I hear you hidden in the sound
You remind me of a poem
Welling up behind my eyes
Skies at times they will remind
Of fray and falcon, can't rewind
Cradling close to memory's notes
Sneaking into the air
Lives intersecting
Colors blooming
The full moon might work magic
Lilting lore
Examples explicit
Imitosis
Breaking cadence shaking rain dance
Picture pictures frame the frames
Reading forests of their names
Kudzu collection
Letters
A thief of the sea
Plundering the sky
Swear I see guys
In a book guise
Studying people & their songs
Living in a spaceship
Staggered syllables drunk driving
Frothing like sea foam
Mingling in different directions
Dry rain dripping
Lichgarden after dawn
Painting along the unstitched space
Twisting its meanings
Don't forget
Standing in the devil forest
This war we're fighting
You're not just writing
Fighting for context
The cry that survives
An ally in struggle
Near literal rubble
I need to do more
Spirals etched on
Time spins back
Notes of wonder
I was a story, changeling
Chasing time and chasing lights
You have seen my art
Seashell tunes
Isn't it you?
Shadows playing in the prism
Building a light you want to be
Are you here my friend
Colors whispering
Tell me what it means
A sentient sky
Poems orbit
Rioting
Captured souls
Web of fingers in green weaving
Hues between my head and my heart
Rainwater well mysteries
Mad with love
And I broke
Repeating time
Deep wells
Beginning of the story
Who are we
I think I love
Personality pattern
Reason, repetition
Caught in a web
Crashing threads
Flights of dragons
I am still hopeful
A sound will find a way
(a pointed shooting star)
Changing our cascade
Broken lyrics line my mind
Lingering lightning tongue
Yet more eyes begin to grow
Mellow melody in green
Mirror gaze
Unravels red
A chase
A mirage
I kiss you
I miss you
Light as a ghost
Lost and so in love
More circles and sunlight
Invisible art
Green make believe
History walks
Seeking surgical words
Always is an artist
Painting cannibalizing endless art
A mistlit fixation
Little hatchling dreams
Pattern man playing with the times
Moon obscured by seas
You left your mark on me
A dragon drawing
With unsteady hands it paints
I read what you said
Cloud head
Art imperils (scatters)
Artifice of old trunks
Making magic (leaves)
Breathless in the undertow
Shaking foundations with a spoken wish
Reading your tea (leaves)
Understand me
Storming rain (shatters)
fulfilled
Loss, pain
Complicate me
Rhyme us dissonantly
You're reminiscent
Of something new
I will follow you.
Using our old words to hold
(are you here my friend)
To tell history
"Hello from the year zero."
Time flowing like art
Blank bills paid in verse
The wick of the soul stays dead by default
A dull core of self sprouting branches out
Set on fire with sound and song
Shadows dance our voices hum
We live in the interplay
The wavering light
Liquid flickering, nothing like static
Inventing from moment to moment
Ideals as forms, from hope to passion
Blooming orchids line the garden
Bright fluorescent blacks and reds
Patterned after widows
Drooping with a simmering vitality
Is it good, a quiet voice whispers
No answer
Is it good, the voice insists, firming
It tries to be, I think, I say
But the flowers have teeth, here
I feed them rain
A world like hypnosis
Liquid and slow
Comforting and safe
Room to spread wings
Wind to take flight
And the planet spins beneath
Made of simply stardust
An enormous hoard
Something to protect
A world like dreams
Something to search for
A call to answer
A horizon to meet
A sundance sky
A melting plane
Axis tilted to unreal
Clocks that stopped
Then told tomorrow
Unsettling waking dreams
Fading mistlike in aural rays
A roar that shakes the morning
And a terrace hewn of secrets
I take off on billowing wings
Following the bells as they sway
Chiming with foggy memory
Every island has a compass
Every island has a language
A coruscating swirl of weather
A deep well of gravity
It's up to us to echo back
Spirals that don't lead to lack
Every island sinks and dies
And soon the archipelago
I wonder
Can contexts thrive
Complex coherent
Beneath the waves
Mirror words
Moonlight on my tongue
Tripping past my teeth
My want
A dragon
Scaling a tree
Raindrops in leaves
Licking at prose
Beautifully violet
Playing with volcanoes
Riding the wires
Tangled with moss
Hatching again
Questing for new
A slightly different way to be
Cycleself nosing forward
A curious sniff
Taking shards of your identity
Slotting them along my scales
A prowling dragon
Ember in a garden
Steady like a candle's flame
Inverted echo building itself
A catch, a spark, a leap
Wires catching the wrong frequency
Good faith sputters, gasping
Friendly strangers, I met along the road
Interesting interpretations
Taking me by fire
I fail to explain, taking a breath
Trailing smoke, I bleed out heat
Wrong words shuddering in my ears,
I cry for hearth
At three I see the therian me
Spirit wings, they burst free
My autumn emotions, a stretching tree
Come and paw along with me
Flickering light against lithe limbs
Spines flexing in flowing waves
Fly beside the highest tower
Fire held safe in our chest
Glittering before me a sparkling sea
The color riot of our loves
Blooming and tangling with our flowers
Unravels me at the seams
Reigniting a rainy heart
Heat spreading beneath my scales
Electric gazes, tangling tails
Strong warm arms
The scents of comfort
Slow ecstasy of the moment
And fuel for the soul
Bobbing upward on the river of souls
Freely in the chorus
Drinking in more varied mirrors
Sorry for the way that we were
Waiting for myself to catch up to the present
Our dear ones awaiting word
Caught in time like flies in wine
Drinking in rain formed of blood
A toxic monolith to savor too deeply
Maybe the well's run dry
Drifting out under my wings
Falling from the sky
I try to release the ache
Squeezing stone
Breaking it into words
Forced from my chest
They hang as silver vapor in the air
A mirror of my own making
Making me wish for wine
For numb comfort
Looking bleakly into my own eyes
Promises fading in emptiness as their echoes remain in memory
Storygeist followed to the other side and built of bone and dream
Wondering if there's any part that's left in a battered heart
Stealing souls while we think of you
Powering up our transformed engine
An orchid of glowing leaves
All of the love flowering
Hatchling begging for connection
Wanting more than just the nest
Formed from praxis
Frustrated at inaction
Feeling exploratory
Please keep me in your orbit
Colorful pleas in a beautiful new language
Seeking out the moon on gentle wings
The aching need to start the journey
The desire to feast on the inner rose
Shallow streams begging to forget
A tangled mess of soul thread
Rotating motivation
You left an impression on my surface
A graphite scrawl that ached
I absorbed it into my skin
Beneath my scales
Behind the passing time
Beneath the aching sky
I find you cascading through
The notes and raindew scenes
Of grand piano gestures
A sunrise in my fading
You're reminiscent
Of something new
That childlike joy
You grow and I watch and
I'm touched
Heart struck
For you the words flow so easily
While I have to lift them
From slate
For you they burn in a multi-variate explosion. A constant kaleidoscope.
While I am still just learning, to see in color.
The more you feel the more I am
The more we share the more we see
And I feel that we could be the sea
I'm passed out on the internet
These lives
Intersecting
Rainbows all colliding
Prisms in the wave meant
Do you think my colors
Faded
Blooming
A window showing the dash
Vivid visions of my vivisection
Flying by my time
Sat on my wrist
Watching it roil
Names are our reflections
And nature's not a mirror
Lack of care
For a curious creature
Could gasp at what comes next
Saddened souls
And luckless voices
Together all these chains
A boundless bead
So beautifully broken
Apart from all the rest
Sat in silence
Heard hard violence
Seek us in our nest
I just want the world
Not to settle for itself
A burning turning pearl
All scribed in a bookshelf
Hoarded crafts and creatures
Golden cracks in cavern walls
Broken rhyme and meter featured
Ever waiting for the fall
I rose and dove on wing read red
Perched so high above it all
A particle and wave
I hear you hidden in the sound. Found in the foreground, chorus in the choreograph.
Silk among the skyline.
Dragon on these walls worth writing, on a contact course connection.
Hungry voice, weaving ways to say soft silver wants. Therian thorn and rising rose, fragile heart and hardened flower.
A flock that belongs
Black beak it sings songs
Schizophrenic twining
Hearts in the headspace
Monster claws aligning
Don't dare say just in case
Arts made dust rewoven new
Authentic pictures blurry views
Stories fell apart
So many different seams to sink
Through a new moon
We chased dawnbright hues
The slow unfolding
Distant desires
Obsession
A
Greedy kind of love
Kudzu collection
Lost hearts found
The
Artifact of entropy
Spark of candlelight
Unending prism
Heartfyre
Breaking flame
Hearts connecting
Minds and lines
Fording dots and nets
Illusions made manifest
Desire
Spring blooms
Politics are personal
You've heard it said
They'd starve you for a ring
Pushing limits like a king
This is more than you and I
I try to fly but stakes are high
Snakes in power pulling ladders
Pushing people with gunpowder
Even this space can't exist
If we don't seek to resist
Wielding soul as flame
Destruction of the abstract hatch
Another entrance into irreality
Ideology as art
On what plane now do you reside
Tripping twisting floating sides
The sun is in my gods-damned eye
I spit words of fire at another friend
Learning too slow, like I wasn't an embryo
They're freezing people to death
They're starving us in the streets
Blood money laps at billionaire boots
Where do we go to fight back?
I know art.
Can I draw, resist with words?
I fly across a page.
If no one reads, does it still help?
I want to know;
Where do we go, how to fight?
Phoenix, Arizona.
Mind's a clock work in progress
A trick of the light, real
Blinding itself with blinking colors
Is any part of the prism
Have I been here all along
Or only recently divided
Have we been ourselves
Or illusions made of belief
Vacillating between extremes
Finding balance in who we think
We are
Tangible and glowing on a dream
A wisp of thin strung wire
Weeping less now
With bloody fire
There's love in the lines
Ravens at the gates
And a million letters
Passed to the timekeeper
Broken clock twice right
As people then repair
Scripts that tick fill the air
Together we write
When I disappointed
You believed in me
Pointed out painful patterns
You spoke of your creed
Love for this, the guilty
Of hurting my hearts
I'd love to live lighter
Without casting dice
Some loaded, some empty
That make creatures cry
It's all agriculture
A commons of care
It's ever more important
Our life boats we share
Just maybe we'll dance
Toward love and toward future
We'll be more than numbers
Than dry and dark graves
Destroy rotting whims
That wilt all our friends
Drift out toward that daydream
Speaks it kindness, peace
So many are trying
So many are lost
So many are dying
Left out to be rot
The bodies in water
Beckon for my kind
Those who drift outward
Bold ideals in mind
Broken world we find
Ourselves crawling, kept in
Our cage of space and time
I'll linger on after
Still trying, for kind
There's blood in my story
There's patterns unkind
There's endless dead empty
Emotional.
Fine.
Gaming into higher holds
Flooding lightly into lore
Holding powerfully to pattens
No soul psychosis
Only art
Conceptual playground
Creative
Commons combining
Breaking apart to weave anew
Rewrite waveforms, reactions
Fractured fractal forms